At Belle's mention of the citizens, the Prince tilted his head to the side, a sudden thought occurring. "The natives of Paixao...what are your impressions of them?"

Belle seemed to know exactly where she was going; the Prince followed closely behind, too curious to feel irked. Everywhere around there were things to look at: the arching domes, for one, but also market-like stalls, and the strange, glittery vegetation Prince had heard passed for coinage in this land.