Maris and Lucan returned to the town after a week-long journey, greeted warmly by the townspeople as they approached the gates. The sun was setting, casting a golden hue over the cobblestone streets and the thatched roofs of the quaint houses. The townspeople, who had been tending to their evening chores, stopped and turned their attention to the returning pair, their faces lighting up with smiles.
"Oh, oh! Welcome back, both of you," an elderly woman called out, waving a handkerchief in the air.
"Priest, and Saint! Welcome back!" A group of children, who had been playing near the fountain in the town square, ran up to them, their laughter filling the air.
Lucan smiled warmly, nodding to the townspeople. "Everyone, we're back. Was everything alright while we were away?"
