The royal couple left the capital center in search of the fire's perpetrator. Aleksander scoured every mind he could read throughout the vicinity, and by sheer luck, had pinpointed their prime suspect.
"To your right, go through that narrow pass," Aleksander instructed Elys who was up front.
"How much farther are we from the man?" she asked him as she made a sharp turn to a tight alleyway.
The passage was so narrow that to actually ride a horse without bumping into dumped things on the sides was relatively not an easy feat. Aleksander was even finding it a bit hard not to get his horse to bump into a pile of dump trash.
On the other hand, his wife was speeding faster up ahead.
She was riding her horse with great expertise, and the vampire was all the more enamored by the elegance she displayed. Aleksander kept on discovering what Elys was capable of.
His queen was adept in many things.
