Sophie Sullivan dressed in a very charming Bohemian long skirt and a wide-brimmed white sun hat. At Thomas Shannon's request, she had applied a thick layer of sunscreen lotion to her exposed fair skin and cheeks beforehand.
Thomas Shannon was in casual clothes: khaki-colored trousers and a white textured T-shirt, which softened his usual cold and imposing air somewhat.
He looked just like a handsome, noble, and graceful youth.
Charlie River and the man in black followed close by, protecting them and keeping the dense crowd at bay.
Sophie Sullivan linked her arm with Thomas Shannon's. From the moment they stepped into this city, she noticed that the staircases, stairs, walls, door panels, windowsills, easels, mailboxes…
Everywhere her gaze fell, everything was painted blue.
There was sky blue, navy blue, lake blue, Prussian blue—from the smallest grain of sand to an entire wall.
"What's that?" Sophie Sullivan pointed to a little stall not far away, eager to go take a look.
