Everyone was in awe at the sight. An island with a hill on it had series of white homes with different colored dome roofs.
"What a beautiful island," Elliot breathed.
"I know, right?" Lance chuckled.
The entrance to the city was a white bridge. It wasn't too far from the mainland so it didn't require a boat to travel there.
Since they were delayed from looking for Ed, the party arrived at dusk. The sun was already setting on the horizon, bursting an orange sky from above.
"We have a private bath in our inn, so it a shouldn't worry us if we take a bath at night," Lance informed "And actually…"
He trailed off and stopped the carriage in front of a large white house with large golden doors. The doors opened and a man that wore a pale blue suit came out.
"I am glad you're here," the man greeted and bowed. "I will have my servant park your vehicle."
"Thanks, Al," Lance chuckled. He hopped out of the wagon and greeted the man. "Everyone, come here."
