[Thalryn Empire — House Veyrhold — The Next Day — Afternoon]
The journey had been long; mountains had disappeared behind them. Ancient forests had faded into the distance. Frozen rivers had been crossed, and finally...the familiar banners of the Thalryn Empire appeared upon the horizon.
Wolves fluttered proudly against the northern winds. Snow covered the distant hills. White stretched endlessly across the landscape, cold, beautiful, and unforgiving.
The two carriages rolled steadily through the snow-covered roads, escorted by House Veyrhold knights. Inside the main carriage... Levin sat quietly near the window, his eyes watching the passing landscape.
The frozen lakes, the snow-covered pine forests, and the villages buried beneath white blankets of winter. Beside him sat Zeramet, and upon Levin's lap...wrapped carefully in layers of warm furs and enchanted cloth...rested the two eggs, one golden and one silver.
