The afternoon sun began its slow descent, brushing the Solaris capital in shades of orange and shimmering gold. The heat of the Golden Bazaar faded, replaced by a cool, refreshing breeze drifting from the eastern docks.
"I am officially full," Ignis declared, patting his stomach, walking with a heavy limp. "If I eat one more spiced apple, I will burst."
"Good," Catherine said smoothly, walking a few meters away from him. "Then maybe you will finally be quiet for ten minutes."
Ignis glared at her, but Terravarous pushed him forward before an argument could start.
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They reached the edge of the Sunlit River. It was the most famous landmark in the capital. The water here did not look like normal river water, because of light magic buried deep in the riverbed, the water glimmered with a soft, warm golden hue. Small ferries and wooden gondolas drifted gracefully across the surface.
Velanor walked up to a wooden pier and snapped a silver coin to a grumpy boatman.
