The carriage wheels clattered over the uneven cobblestone path as they made their way toward the market.
Elara sat opposite Lady Seraphine, her gaze fixed out the window, watching as the landscape changed from the dark, looming woods surrounding Ravenor's castle to a vast stretch of plains that seemed to go on forever. The sky was overcast, thick clouds shrouding the sun and casting a dim light over everything.
The market was a far cry from what Elara had known back in her village. Now, she found herself in a world completely different from the one she had lost. The road twisted and turned, dipping into a valley where a bustling town sprawled below, nestled between towering hills. Smoke from chimneys rose into the air, mingling with the scent of earth and pine.
"Have you ever been to a place like this?" Lady Seraphine asked, breaking the silence.
