CHAPTER 6.0

Her appearance quickly shifted from a simple, dulling look to one that was more expressive, defining her facial features and giving the impression that she had put on a new, more colorful face.

"What about him? Is there something wrong with him?"

Every word she said was laced with passion, and she shifted her brows at the end and beginning of each one.

"Nothing seems to be wrong. When I arrived at the border, he told me to tell you to record fifteen hundred and thirty, or something along those lines."

When she drifted away, testing her mind, Alicia glanced at her uncomfortably.

"Uhm, can I inquire as to what makes that number so special?"

Felista's trance took a while to be shattered by Alicia's inquiry.

"Oh, it's nothing; it's just the total amount of refugees we've allowed to cross the border this moon,"

Alicia was also perplexed as to how the number of refugees could make her face flush! Or did she have a thing for big numbers?

"What's the big deal with refugees? You're acting str