"Are you sure she is Gerald's daughter?" A young woman approached Grilla, as she stared at Aurora. "Or is she just pretending to be nice?"

Grilla shook her head. "I don't know," she replied in a small voice, but she intended to look at her closely.

Meanwhile, Aurora was not aware of what they were talking about, she only thought that they were mocking or cursing her for being there, which she was already used to and now, she only focused on what she was ...