"What is this?" Sitting in the carriage, Julian looked out the window curiously.
Losiya had pulled him into the carriage without a word, taking him all the way to a distant village.
For some reason, Julian felt that this place looked strangely familiar. He looked around, and the people here looked back. When they saw the magnificent horse and the prominent family crest, they were immediately scared and bowed their heads, not daring to look again.
"Whoa."
The female knight driving the carriage reined in the horses, expertly bringing them to a halt.
"Milady, we have arrived," said the female knight Eileen from outside the curtain, respectfully.
"Thank you for your trouble," Losiya replied, then stepped out of the carriage.
A dark, form-fitting uniform perfectly outlined her graceful curves. She was also wearing a thin, short-sleeved windbreaker, black on the outside, with gold patterns embroidered at the edges.
