Upon arrival, the chauffeur stepped down from the car and opened the door. He bowed his head, his hand politely extended.
Aurora was the first to get down, and Avelina followed suit.
They raised their heads, gazing at the grand building. With a deep breath exiting their noses, they began to advance towards the entrance door. The royal guard who stood there opened the door, gesturing them in.
Aurora gave a light smile, her hand protectively securing Avelina's hand. She walked her in, and they strode toward a huge red double door. They needn't be told to know that this was the door that leads into the tournament hall—the hell where the duel would be taking place.
