She then tells the leader our answer. The other two also agree to it.
"Shall we have a walk and enjoy our drink?"
I didn't see anything wrong with that.
We stepped outside, each with a little ceramic bottle of wine inside it. A decorated string was attached to its neck, allowing us to hold it hanging. Naturally, we start to walk in a particular direction. From every side of us, villagers address the leader as they go about their day. Some quickly nod their heads, saying the words 'shamun', and 'Wang'. There were many watchers.
We stopped at the edge which parted us from the lake.
I watch Sang, asking a question with a low voice. "Aren't those creatures after us? Wouldn't they be here by now?"
But the leader seemed to hear me. "They won't be able to. The village is surrounded by an enchanted forest. Those who bear evil intentions won't be able to get past a single tree."
Oh.
"The yellow forest is enchanted?"