As the journey to the capital continued, Kellan could see a gradual transition from the rural simplicity of Arkhaven to the advanced splendor of the capital city, Elmsworth. Kellan and Alden passed through a few significant towns along the way, each marked by impressive castles and bustling marketplaces. The landscape evolved from wide-open fields and dense forests to more cultivated lands and sophisticated settlements.
In the towns, the roads were paved, and the architecture grew more intricate. The air buzzed with activity, from blacksmiths hammering away in their forges to merchants hawking their wares. Kellan marveled at the increasing signs of prosperity and progress.
On the eighth day, as they approached the outskirts of Elmsworth, Kellan was struck by the stark difference. Even the farming villages near the capital were connected to the main city by well-maintained stone roads. The fields were vast and neatly organized, with irrigation systems in place and farmers working efficiently.
The transition from the rural outskirts to the urban splendor was breathtaking. The capital loomed in the distance, its tall spires and sturdy walls visible against the sky. Kellan's heart quickened with anticipation.
As a young knight, Kellan was both excited and nervous when he finally arrived at the gates of Elmsworth. The entrance was guarded by experienced soldiers, their stern faces and polished armor exuding authority. Alden, acting as his porter, handled the formalities with ease.
The guard inspected the documents and then nodded, motioning them to follow him. "Welcome to Elmsworth, Sir Kellan. Please, come this way."
Kellan was guided through a side passage, bypassing the crowded main entrance. This direct entry was a privilege afforded to knights and other high-ranking individuals. As they passed through the gate, Kellan's senses were overwhelmed by the sights, sounds, and smells of the bustling city.
Elmsworth was a marvel. The streets were wide and clean, lined with grand buildings and shops displaying colorful goods. Everywhere he looked he could see well-maintained wooden buildings with beautiful architecture. The air was filled with the sound of clinking coins, merchants shouting their deals, and the laughter of children playing in the squares. Elegant carriages rolled by, carrying nobles in fine attire.
Kellan was mesmerized by the diversity of people and the richness of the architecture. Everywhere he looked, there was something new and fascinating. The city was alive with energy and promise.
Alden guided Kellan through the roads to the inner city towards the estate of House Arlyn. This area was near the king's palace and home to the high noble society. The opulence here was beyond anything Kellan had ever imagined. The estates were grand, with lush gardens, intricate fountains, and towering mansions. As he entered the inner city he could see the crowd had significantly decreased and a subtle change in atmosphere.
"Welcome to the inner city, Sir Kellan," Alden said, gesturing to the splendid surroundings.
The inner city was the heart of the kingdom's nobility. Each noble house had an estate here, serving as their main residence apart from their forts and castles in their respective territories. The streets were lined with manicured trees and ornate lampposts, and the atmosphere was one of refined elegance.
Kellan took in the grandeur, feeling both awed and slightly out of place. The people here moved with a certain grace and confidence that spoke of their privileged upbringing. Guards patrolled the area, ensuring the safety and exclusivity of the neighborhood.
"House Arlyn's estate is just ahead," Alden said, pointing to a particularly grand mansion. "It's one of the finest in Elmsworth."
Kellan's heart raced as they approached the estate. The palace of House Arlyn was a stunning sight. Tall, white stone walls surrounded the estate, arched windows, and intricate carvings. The gardens were meticulously maintained, filled with vibrant flowers and neatly trimmed hedges.
A guard greeted them at the gate, leading them through the beautifully landscaped grounds to the main entrance. Inside, the palace was just as impressive, with marble floors, and grand staircases. He guided Kellan to his quarters. The room was spacious and well-furnished, a clear upgrade from his previous accommodations. After settling in, Kellan was taken to the knight's office to report to his superior.
His superior, Sir Reginald, was a seasoned knight with a commanding presence. "Welcome, Sir Kellan," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. "You have been assigned to guard the estate of House Arlyn. Perform your duties well, and you will find a place here among us."
Kellan nodded, his heart swelling with pride. "Understood, Sir."