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THE SMELL OF BUDDING MAGNOLIAS HUNG IN THE AIR as a dark wagon courted deep into the countryside.
It was the fine carriage of the vampire Prince, the Princess and the King's goddaughter. And as the three Royals lounged within, the scent of blossoms aired into the carriage, carrying on the cool spring wind. It ruffled the billows of the purple drapes, stirred across the silvery raves and swished under the wooden wheels of their coach ride.
Esabel and Ferra were locked in a semi-romantic conversation as the litter travelled deeper into acres of trimmed greenery. The path taken was a single winding road that led past many grand homes of Nobility that spawned in Syveria.
