Under the escort of the Military Police Knights, three carriages slowly set off from outside the exchange, heading towards Uffizi Palace.
As noon approached, the sun bathed both sides of the canal, people wearing hooded short capes and robe shirts came and went.
A few black swallows perched on the eaves of springtime houses.
Next to the nests they built, a brick with scorch marks was visible.
In memory of the Battle of Rapids City and those who perished, new buildings in the city often used bricks with black smoke stains.
"Catherine?" Horn suddenly spoke inside the carriage.
"Hmm?"
"Are you interested in getting off and taking a walk with me?" Horn glanced at the street scene outside, "Let's get off at the next intersection; we can walk along the canal for ten minutes and reach Uffizi Palace."
"Why?" Catherine coughed as if something had crossed her mind, "Why suddenly get off?"
"I just want us to go for a walk alone."
