Dale couldn't hide it, it was evident in his satisfying grin and his worshipful gaze; he was proud of this carriage! Xzavier was amused. It was clear to him that no matter the continent or time line, powerful men were the same everywhere. They absolutely loved their cars, automobiles, and in this case, horse drawn coach.
The coach finally stopped on the sidewalk and the driver, an eccentric fellow with a top hat and a whip, hailed the Silver Knight.
"Good day sir! Ready whenever you are!"
Dale replied him excitedly.
"We'll be right down my good man."
He patted Xzavier on the back and said:
"That's our ride mate. Let's be on our way shall we?"
