From the eagle's vantage point high above the snow-covered forest, the scene unfolded below—a procession of three carts flanked by over twenty horsemen. Each rider wore a heavy coat draped over a steel breastplate, their movement calm and deliberate as they moved beside the carts loaded with goods concealed beneath blue coverings.
The eagle's gaze sharpened, focusing on the man at the head of the procession, riding a majestic white horse. Beside him rode two figures of distinction. One was a striking woman dressed in a flowing purple gown— Ruth Nethaneel, the famed genius researcher and intellectual pride of the Eternal Imperial City. A monocle rested on her right eye, gleaming in the pale sunlight.
The other was Lucas, a trusted advisor and confidant to the man on the majestic steed. This man was none other than Aaron Nethaneel, the Second Highness!
