We made our way to the city entrance. It was massive. The walls were made of some form of the stone I saw back in Moire. They looked shallow but when I knocked on one, they made a sound just like ordinary rocks: they were much lighter though.
The moment I touched the wall, I got all sorts of stares from the guards.
The city gate was guarded by four knights and the door itself was made of wood and iron.
There was a line of people and caravans entering but Jori led us straight to the door without even waiting in the line.
I was basically the center of attention here too. Apparently, I was not only popular among the elves but men too. I certainly didn't like it though.
"Halt! Why did you break the line?" A guard stopped us. He kept on stealing glances at me. It was kind of impressive how he could maintain that attitude with a straight face while stealing glances at my chest.
