All eyes landed on the grand door of the palace. The words revolving around Fedlimid's fantastic career next to the king echoed amidst the curious gazes. The undead bird hovered once more above the trio who entered a carriage pulled by a white horse. Despite the difference in size the animal had with gyro-saddled lizards, the strength in its legs and the light material composing the cart made up the difference.
A few minutes later, all three approached the stone edifice, it was one of the only buildings in town to rival the size of the palace.
There were hundreds and hundreds of people in front of the entrance, they were all lined up and patiently waiting for their turn to meet their family anew.
When the purple noble walked past the queue and survived their meanest comments, he stopped in front of someone they had already met once.
