'Because they are afraid of the consequences.' The huntress inwardly sighed.
"You're right, sweetie." She actually said. "Sorry for overreacting."
Selia did her best to act normal, envying Protector's usual stoic expression that revealed nothing of his inner turmoil.
He didn't care about how he was treated, but he couldn't forgive the Lutians for the pain they were inflicting on his wife and the silent hostility they displayed towards his children.
Reaching Lutia's main plaza was a sad experience. The morning crowd parted as if faced with a procession of lepers, and the bustling sounds of the market went quiet whenever the Fastarrows approached.
Selia recognized the faces of the people around her and knew Lutia's streets like the back of her hand, but that wasn't her city anymore. Nobody wanted her there, and too many people locked their doors in her face.
