Russell!
The new Duke of the Shadowflame Duchy!
At this moment, the nobles and common folk, serfs basking in the warmth of the Warm Season sun, were unaware that inside Shadowflame Volcano, the new Duke had already been chosen.
On the trade route linking Fire Ant Swamp to the Volcanic Oasis, Cousin Mel rode atop the Iron Winged Grey Crane Mola, his heart pounding with excitement, looking forward to the future. Annie Helichrysum, sitting in the carriage, lifted the curtain to gaze at Mel's silhouette, her face equally brimming with a joyful smile.
At the end of the caravan trail ahead,
a knight of the Rainflower Family, already at the market near the grotto, waited to welcome Mel and the others.
The market bustled with crowds; merchants and serfs traded vociferously, shouting to hawk their wares.
Nearby stood a manor.
