In the market, Alessandra walked with her daughters and two lines of guards, with each line having four guards.
"Isabelle, I have warned you not to walk too far," Alessandra said, watching as Isabelle came back to her side. "You promised you would not wander if I brought you along."
"I know, but it has been so long since we walked the market. Can we see what the baker has?" Isabelle asked, clinging to her mother.
"We can go to the baker right before we must leave and go home. You must have patience. I do not know where you get this energetic side from. You worry me sometimes," Alessandra confessed.
"Do not worry, mother. I can keep up with her and pull her back to your side. Stay close," Lily ordered Isabelle. "It will not end well for you if you do not stay in one place."
"You cannot tell me what to do. Only mother can," Isabelle replied.
"It seems I failed to have you listen to your older sister. I shall change that in due time," Lily plotted.
"Mother!" Isabelle whined.
