The streets of the capital were rather empty, most preferring to stay inside and keep warm against the rain that had suddenly begun to fall a few days prior.
Yet, the children still played and danced in the rain, stepping and jumping into puddles, splashing one another as their laughter echoed alongside the smoke from the lit chimneys.
A few merchants lingered in the streets, smoking under the cover of plazas, shielded from the rain. Some hoped to make a few sales, while others joined in the children's games. Meanwhile, the capital's knight guards stood watch, their presence providing a sense of peace and security.
Caine and Enya walked through the capital amidst it all, unseen and unfelt by those around them.
Enya wore simple rose-colored robes, her hair neatly tied into a bun, while Caine, as always, was clad in robes of black and white.
His long curly hair flowed freely with the soft breeze, his robes fluttering as they moved.
