"Anton said we are getting known out there…" Theron muttered. He is gently holding Meara's shoulder as they watch the carriage roll away.
Meara looked up at him. A little worried… A little confused.
"Well, the wedding, the King, your title…I have always thought maybe it will be a secret of our little village and few friends from the outside. It turns out it won't. Also, your beautiful faces were both gracing the jewelry stores in the city. Some people made connections between us three."
"Just think of it as a free promotion then. Our snack house and lucky plants were gaining popularity. It's not bad."
"Yeah… but still. I don't want us to work too hard. I want you to enjoy what you like. We have more than enough."
"I know. I promise you. It makes me happy to help people earn from our store.
Uncle Lewis is a big help and he is more lively and knows a lot. His son is very hardworking, sometimes it makes me worry about the father and son's enthusiasm.