The carriage settled into motion with a low hum, the train pulling away smoothly as Velkaris began to slip past the windows. Inside, the first wagon was quiet, insulated from the noise and chaos outside. Plush seats lined the walls, polished surfaces catching the light in muted reflections. It felt almost too spacious for the number of passengers it held.
Only one other pair occupied the carriage.
An elf and a lycan sat together a few rows away, close enough that their shoulders touched, speaking in low voices that occasionally dissolved into soft laughter. They looked comfortable, at ease with each other and with the world around them.
Trafalgar noticed them almost immediately.
