The guard who accompanied the group of adepts was sure that, if he had averted his gaze from the group for only a moment the girl who had presented herserl as Marta would have ran away by herself the moment they had entered the palace. It was the look in her eyes, akin to the ones of a small kid who has just entered a sweet shop, even when they were all in front of Iodem he found that the girl was stuffing her mouth with something from a rugged paper that served as an improvised bag

"You there! What's that you have? Where did you get it!?"

"Oh this? It's just some coco banana seeds I bought from the market when everyone was distracted earlier, want some?"

"How dare you disrespect the chief minister Iodem eating in his presence! You have been asked your name, adept."

"Oh sorry." the girl put the bag with the seeds in one pocket of her attire."My name is Marta, just Marta, from Lemuria"

The guard couldn't understand how her parents let her behave like that