"Ooh, seems we've arrived!"
The rhythmic rattling of carriage wheels against the stone roads of the capital felt weirdly loud after days of traveling through the quiet forest. As the envoy reached the top of the last hill, the Capital finally came into view.
Cherion pulled the curtain back for a better look outside with obvious curiosity. Even through the carriage window, he could feel the change in atmosphere immediately. People lined the streets, stopping whatever they were doing the second the procession passed by. Some leaned out of windows while others crowded the sidewalks, whispering loudly enough to blend into the constant noise of wheels and horses. Quite a few pointed at the black wolf crest fluttering on the Valtrane banner.
"I wonder if the Solaric envoy already got here," Cherion mused while scanning the crowd.
