The girls had been captivated by the dazzling view of the palace, their eyes wide with wonder, when the sudden thunder of hooves against the cobblestones startled them. From around the corner came a carriage the likes of which none of them had ever seen, its frame forged entirely of shimmering gold that caught the dying light of the day and reflected it like fire. The wheels gleamed as though polished by the hands of artisans, and the crests engraved along its sides seemed to pulse with authority.
Selene glanced at it briefly, her lips twisting in mild annoyance, while Nyx and Lira turned their attention back to the palace almost immediately, unimpressed by the ostentatious display.
