The Afternoon looking bright and airy, showing no signs of clouds displayed a perfect timing for the departure. The carriage stood ready near the front courtyard at the main gate. Aurelion stepped forward first, cloak settling neatly behind him, Stefan already at the helm of the Carriage after his conversation with Duke Lunaris. The familiars jumping around close, drifting and slithering near Aurelion.
Evelyn along with her personal maid stood at the main gate doorstep arch a few steps away, hands behind at first, then slowly lifting one to wave bye to Aurelion. Caelion stood beside her, his arms were folded and his gaze was only focused on Stefan.
Everyone was thinking about the departure, though all had other point of views on it. Some were just hastened to reach back home, some were excited to open a new map section, some were simply waiting to see them off, one was different though.
