Gemstone Street was the avenue that ran from the City Lord's Mansion down to the sandy beach. Though Gemstone City had become Free City, the street had kept its name. The cross street had been named Freedom Street.
Aunt Susan's family lived at No. 1 Gemstone Street, and Mr. Victor lived at No. 2. Most of the others lived along the front sections of Gemstone Street and Freedom Street.
Now that they knew where the Matron was, the Dark Elves fished Martin, bloated with broth, out of the soup. Bishop Sasha and two Believers headed to Aunt Susan's house.
The moment they saw Aunt Susan hanging laundry in the yard, they knew she was not the Matron. Sasha and her followers dispelled their Transformation Spells and were about to seize Aunt Susan when she spotted them.
"You must be Annan's friends!"
Aunt Susan's face lit up. She wiped her hands on her apron and welcomed Sasha and her two wary followers inside.
Aunt Susan set three cups of hot tea before the Dark Elves.
"We're here to see Annan..."
Sasha changed her mind. This human woman called Aunt Susan was neither the ancestral grandmother nor someone with the Matron's aura. Rather than seize and question her, they would be better off capturing the City Lord...
They knew exactly how to deal with a Sorcerer.
"I... like Annan..." Sasha put on a bashful look.
"I know, I know. Who doesn't like Annan?" Aunt Susan smiled, her face creasing with wrinkles.
Unlike Idelia, who was picky and conflicted, Aunt Susan kept things simple. As long as a girl was pretty, she had no objections. Little Annan just never listened to her. Whenever she brought it up, he ran away.
Aunt Susan sized up the three dark-skinned elves. They were slender, but