The eastern province's landscape gradually changed as Lianna's caravan moved further from imperial territory.
Rolling hills gave way to dense forests, and the air grew heavy with moisture that seemed to cling to everything it touched.
The transition was subtle at first—extra humidity that made clothes stick uncomfortably to skin, then a persistent mist that never quite cleared even under direct sunlight.
"The border should be just ahead," Captain Morris said quietly, riding alongside Lianna's merchant wagon. His weathered face showed the kind of caution.
"Once we cross into Yanyu Dominion, remember—you're Merchant Lin, traveling with textiles and spices for trade." The captain continued.
Lianna adjusted her plain merchant robes, so different from the fine clothes she was accustomed to wearing at court.
The rough fabric chafed against skin, while the practical cut felt awkward compared to her usual elegant gowns.
