The entrance to the forth was marked by a colossal gate, forged from a blend of iron and bronze, embellished with intricate patterns and symbols that conveyed the fort's rich history and purpose.
The caravan neared the castle it came to a stop as the merchant inside the carriage poured out to look at the beautiful fortress.
While Armstrong and Alora jumped down from the caravan they smiled as they gazed at the castle with the walls well constructed with golden sandstone.
Five mature women wearing, from the look of it, a costume-made maid uniform walked towards the carriage to carry some luggage for the couple's.
Their movement and gestures displayed grace and a sort of artistic perfection in every minute detail, indicating their expertise and devotion to their job.
"Come on let's walk in, it's late I booked an inn for the both of you" Isrel held Armstrong and Alora across their shoulder as they both walked into the inn.
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