Soon, after a few hours in the middle of the road, with the other few hours on the ship, we reached the Capital City of Ziliáris, The City of Amaryllis.
"Woah! The walls here are taller than the ones at the City of Florence"
With those words leaving his mouth, as if he was just a small kid, the dandelion boy spun around and looked at how tall the wall, in front of him, was.
Now it makes me wonder, just why is this land called the land of nothing.
