On an early autumn evening, a carriage and a fine horse were racing across the grasslands.
Riding alone on the horse, Reney glanced back at the carriage. It was both large and ornate, so large in fact that it couldn’t handle rough mountain roads at all. It was the sort of vehicle meant purely for nobles to flaunt their status on city streets.
But in the Elven Empire of Sylivar, this carriage, while still “refined,” was far from truly luxurious. Using something like this to carry Lord Thanatos was downright shabby.
From an angle where Anastasia couldn’t see her,...
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