ARGENT slightly opened the curtain of her carriage. A large expanse of white quickly greeted her. The buildings and the surroundings were simply covered with snow. She could already see the looming gate of the imperial capital of Kievan – Stregov City. Although it was not as tall as the one surrounding the borders of the country, it was still daunting.
"My Lady, we're finally arriving at the capital," the maid, Nina, who was with her at the carriage excitedly said to her. "Will we the palace be as beautiful as the palace in Iberia?"
"I'm not sure. Maybe it would," Argent answered perfunctorily but she still had to smile because this lady she was impersonating always had a gentle smile on her face.
