In a grand carriage, two people were sitting together, one a tall male with wide shoulders, his face with a small bandage covering one eye. He looked like a muscular beast, yet he seemed worried about something, fidgeting as he asked. "How much longer?"
Garret Fenix sat beside his wife, Ophelia, leaving the fortress to their trusted friend and his wife, Glade Estan.
"My darling, can you not be so embarrassing to look at? Fidgeting and asking how long like a child?" Ophelia teased Garret; she chuckled lightly, enjoying their journey through the Phoenix Glades mainland.
The journey from the Lyndwrym fortress, where they were previously located, to the port city of Wolfsheim was over seven days.
"Sorry, dear... But I want to see my boy." Garret blushed.
"I know; our lovely boy seems to have grown in ways we never imagined. Did you see the plans that were posted to Estan? About improving our cities, villages and towns, agriculture and hygiene?"
