As the royal couple and the knights crossed the magic gate of the Ely Town, they saw a triple-story house not so far from this entrance. And a woman and a man were greeting them in front of the house. That house must be an inn, a place to stay for the envoys from Gilramore. And those two locals must be a husband and his wife.
The wife. She was a beautiful and fair-skinned young woman of medium height. She had long, wavy, golden blonde hair, which fell to her lower back with two locks of hair framing her face on each side and styled her hair by wearing a braided headband. She had lovely emerald eyes, thus, suggesting she must be of fairy descent, and she was pregnant. And the man beside her was a rather tall, handsome gentleman (though not as much as Damien) with long, honey blonde hair that he wore in a low loose ponytail with bangs slicked back neatly. He had ruby eyes. Therefore, he must be an elf.
The Queen smiled. And the King was glad.
