The sun had started to descend from its peak, casting a warm glow across the landscape. Despite the clear sky, wispy clouds hung in the air, gently diffusing the sunlight and creating a serene atmosphere. At that moment, a horse-drawn carriage pulled out of the mansion's grand entrance, its wheels creaking against the cobblestones as it embarked on its journey.
Inside the carriage, a mother and her son were engaged in a conversation.
"Son, you will be a lot busier"
"Yes, Mother, I have a feeling that is the case"
"Not a feeling. It's almost a certainty at this point. You have to be prepared"
Upon hearing Alfraed's story, Kahina offered a forthright opinion and emphasized the importance of adequate preparations.
