Chapter 33

For Anice, life in Mayhaven could be as still as a cloudless sky. Though the city was lively and unique, not much changed in the way that people regarded her. Sure, they were polite on the surface, but she knew what was said behind her back. In public, she didn't miss the voices that were a tad too loud to be considered whispers, knew that their owners hadn't cared to make the adjustment. Every time she wandered through the streets, she would catch glimpses of judgemental frowns and was used to glancing eyes and hushed conversations.