The carriage provided by the innkeeper rolled smoothly along the cobblestone streets, the clip-clop of the horses' hooves echoing through the quiet morning air. Lyra and Alaric sat in silence, their minds filled with the information they had gathered and the plan they had formulated. They knew that the road ahead was fraught with danger, that there were challenges and obstacles to overcome. But they also knew that they were ready, that they were prepared, that they were determined to face whatever lay ahead.
As the carriage approached the outskirts of the town, the scenery began to change. The quaint shops and bustling markets gave way to sprawling estates and grand mansions, the homes of the wealthy and the powerful. The carriage turned onto a long, winding driveway, the wheels crunching on the gravel as they made their way towards the imposing gates of the Bennet Family's mansion.
