SIGRID

The carriage came to a stop, and I heard Grimm greeting some men, followed by the sound of iron gates opening, and then we were on the move again.

I pulled back the curtain with my finger, where a massive emerald ring gleamed, and immediately, the guards lowered their heads in respect.

We passed through mighty walls that granted access to a city filled with villas, stone, and wooden houses.

The streets buzzed with life, the aroma of food mingling with the shouts of merchants calling out