Vesha answered with the ease of someone who kept a wide gossip network among common folk. "She is Thalira Luna, the daughter of the Lunari ruler Silverlight Zephan."
"Daughter of a ruler?" Niva repeated quietly. At first, the title sounded heavy and impressive. Then she remembered she herself was now the sister of a ruler. The weight of the words suddenly felt weaker, almost hollow.
They kept watching Thalira's natural beauty and the effortless allure of her walk, just like everyone else around them.
After a while, Thalira became aware of their gaze. She turned, ignored everyone else, and looked straight at Niva, meeting her eyes with a steady, measuring look.
"Oh, she is looking this way." Niva whispered, quickly lowering her gaze. Her heart gave a small, nervous jump.
On Earth, staring directly at someone would already be rude. Getting caught doing it was even worse. The realization sent heat to her cheeks, leaving them faintly red.
