The seasons around Veridrake changed far more often than one would anticipate.
After only two months, the leaves on the trees began to turn into different shades of red, orange, and smooth yellows.
The wind around the kingdom turned cooler into calm and cool gusts, as the forest floors were filled with piles of leaves.
A few hundred miles south of Veridrake, a single carriage drawn by horse traveled slowly through a dirt path.
This dirt path was filled with leaves, making it indistinguishable from normal grassland, but the fact that no trees blocked its path made it clear that it was a pathway.
The dirt path stretched on for many miles, cutting through this very dense land thick with trees.
*CAAW*
A crow swooped in and soared a few dozen feet above the carriage.
It held a small piece of rolled-up paper in its mouth.
At that moment, Nova's nose-dived from hundreds of feet higher up in the air, slamming into the crow.
