With a fretful expression, Noah slowly followed the old woman to the servant's quarter which was located in a separate section, far away from the main castle. But it didn't put him at ease. That place also had royal guards, fixing their hawk-like gazes on the servants who were performing the duties assigned to them.
Noah observed that were countless people, both men, and women of every age doing their own work. But one thing was similar in all, everyone had fretful looks engraved on their faces and were trying their best to avoid eye contact with the guards. They all seemed somewhat scared but watching the fearful ambiance, Noah grew badly panicked inside.
Clenching the fruit basket in his arms, he walked obediently behind the old woman heading inside. He noticed a few men were chopping vegetables and some others were chopping firewood. Just having a glance at those huge axes, cold sweat ran down his spine and he tried his best to avoid looking at those objects.
