King Street led directly from the city gate to the Royal Palace. If there was any celebration or something like that, the king's troop would pass through it.
It was usually a place for vendors to gather. It was loud and full of life.
Sherman only planned to take Chalise to King Street today.
Hedda hadn't been to King Street for a long time, and the vendors kept shouting.
"Brother, I want to eat fruit pie."
Sherman had no choice but to get out of the carriage with the two of them. "Can't you be more mature?"
Hedda looked up at the sky and pretended not to hear it.
Chalise pulled Sherman's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Uncle, I want to eat too."
Since the two of them had made such a request, Sherman wouldn't refuse and walked towards the fruit pie shop.
This fruit pie shop was famous and there were many people waiting in line.
Hedda's eyes lit up when she saw the doughnuts. "There are snow-mountain doughnuts today."