Transmigrated To A Beastworld As The Lazy Wife Of The Fox Lord-Chapter 80: The trading hub by the sea.

Sienna blinked at his question. "I don’t know. For a moment, is amusing, but more impossible things have happened. I am human and I ended up as your wife. Maybe, fate will bring a falcon and a lioness together someday."

Elias made his tone gentler, "A human-beast man union is more acceptable over some unions. We got lucky because you got pregnant."

Sienna almost laughed. It was the first time he was speaking of their marriage in a positive way, without looking constipated.

"I have to say though, beneath your aunt’s scheming, it is encouraging to see how she believes that her son is worthy of greatness. That belief, however foolish, is love." He added.

Sienna was skeptical. "Yeah, I think its 80% greed and 20% love. The boy’s former fiancee was not a royal. She was an ordinary falcon beast woman. Why have Numia’s standards risen suddenly, now that she knows she has some relatives with ties to royalty?"

Elias laid back on the bed, resting his head on the pillow. "If you were eating raw meat all your life and suddenly one day, someone introduced you to cooked meat, would you go back to the raw stuff?"

Sienna’s face twisted. "Point made."

For a while it was quiet. It seemed like the laughter and jokes had come to an end. The air settled with a contented hum.

Yet, just as she began to drift toward sleep, he whispered, "Do you think the falcon would insist on flying to the honeymoon without the aid of a flying ship? Imagine the lion bride in beast form, clinging to his wings, roaring in terror."

Sienna groaned and buried her face in the pillow. "You are a bigger menace than your son."

****

In the morning, Sienna rose later than usual. The man that had kept her up for most of the night was already gone. The bright rays of the sun were another reminder that another day had passed, and she had accomplished her latest mission.

"I should have tried it last night," she mumbled, while yawning.

She was too tired for cardio, so she took a bath and went out for a walk. The goal was ten thousand steps in an hour or two at most. Beside her was Geo, face hidden behind a mask of a rabbit! It was the most befuddling thing Sienna had ever encountered.

But, she didn’t ask questions.

She kept her eyes ahead, squinting at the endless stretch of sand. The sea breeze whipped strands of her hair that had escaped the ponytail into a frenzy. Gulls shrieked overheard, and the waves rolled in with the rhythm of a drumbeat.

"Do you know all our neighbors?" she asked.

He pointed to a cottage on the higher end of the cliff that looked like a shack with a crooked roof. "That’s old man Taizu’s place. His is a turtle beast man, one of the oldest and fewest left."

Sienna looked up, hoping to see the old man. "How old is he?"

Geo shrugged. "That is a secret he has never shared with anyone. Like me, he believe that mystery keeps neighbors polite."

As the shack faded from their view, she asked another question. "Why doesn’t he live in the sea?"

"He said it was too crowded." Geo laughed.

They continued, Sienna counting her steps silently. The wolf beast man kept pace easily, his long stride doubling hers.

"Over there," he gestured to a cluster of six cottages close together, "lives Miss Kimi. She used to be a famous singer and then she retired six years ago and moved here. Now, she sells sells seashells and teaches children how to sing twice a week. If you want Ali to learn, you can send her there. She doesn’t charge a lot, most of her money comes for the seashells. People buy them just to brag."

Sienna shook her head. "That’s the power of celebrities. Pick free waste from the beach and sell it for thousands."

Geo laughed. "Well, you are a celebrity too so you can try it."

By the time they reached the halfway mark, Sienna step counter buzzed at 6000. It was meant to count dance steps but she had found another use for it and she was feeling triumphant.

Geo moved closer to her and lowered his voice, "That sixteen room cottage belongs to the Beckoff’s. That family is a little crazy, they raise crabs. Not for food, but for racing. Every evening, they open their gates to guests and line the crabs up. Bets are placed and money is made. If you ever go, put your money on a crab named Bolter. He’s undefeated."

Sienna laughed so hard she nearly tripped. "Do people really bet on crab races?"

"Of course. It is a nationally recognized sport, an industry worth hundreds of millions. The Beckoff’s are some of the biggest players." He answered, with a smile.

The walk continued, taking them to a cobblestone path. This was the indicator that they had reached the local trading hub. Stalls appeared, the air was filled with shouts, laughter and the smell of grilled fish.

"In case you didn’t know," Geo said, "your fish recipes have been popularized here. Apparently, business had doubled and fortunes have risen, thanks to you."

Sienna thought that this explained why she was seeing so many smiling faces looking her way. The sea food vendors were pleased to see her. Some were even looking above, searching for her drone. Others were looking at her hands, hoping to catch a glimpse of the pan!

Her eyes darted from stall to stall. One vendor was shouting, "Mermaid tears, authentic mermaid tears." Sienna rushed over and paid for a jar before Geo could stop her.

As they walked away, he whispered to her, "That is saltwater. You have been had, like the perfect ignorant tourist." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Sienna shrugged. "Now I have got a story to tell."

Another hawked scales from a mermaid tail. Having fallen for one scam, Sienna decided not to fall for another. Those scales looked like fish scales, just bigger and painted with bright colors.

"Squid breath, the perfect love portion." A man bellowed.

Geo grabbed Sienna’s hand before she could fall for another trap. "I know someone who bought that and fell in love with his own reflection. To date, he is still courting the mirror."

Sienna giggled. "That can’t be true. And this place is insane. It was very different from the human markets."

Then she had a woman shouting, "Lady Sienna Veythar’s personally endorsed pan. Perfect for hitting ex-best friends and ex-boyfriends!"