The trade building loomed ahead as the carriage rolled to a halt in a designated spot, surrounded by a flurry of activity. Carriages of all sizes were lined up in rows, with merchants and riders bustling about, loading and unloading crates, sacks, and various goods. Workers shouted orders, carts creaked under the weight of supplies, and the scent of fresh produce mixed with the tang of spices lingered in the air.
Rhys expertly manoeuvred the carriage into place, pulling the reins gently to slow the tigers before bringing them to a complete stop. With a final glance back at Luke and Ilyrana, he gave a tired but satisfied nod.
"Well, this is it," he said as he jumped down, brushing the dust off his tunic. "Got to take these two to the stables and settle my load here. It's been quite a ride."
