"June? What's wrong?" Bel asked in worry, seeing that June had gone quiet and their carriage had stopped moving.
"I saw him," June said in a serious voice.
"Saw who? I'm dying to know what is happening," Bel asked eagerly, as she could only see a small part in front because of the small window. Then she stuck her head out from the side window to get a better look. But as she saw that nothing was going on in front, she couldn't help but be annoyed. "June, don't play games."
"I'm not playing games, Miss Bel," June said, his tone void of playfulness. "I saw Mr. Beggar flying over us. It seems like he is in a hurry."
"Really?" Bel's eyes widened. "Where do you think he's going?"
"I think…" June calculated the direction and how eager the Beggar seemed to be before he came up with an answer. "If I have to guess, it seems like he is going to the Mayor's Castle."
