It only took a week for Kael, together with his father, Lily, Oswald, and a few guards, to finally arrive at the capital. The journey had been smooth, yet an air of urgency pressed upon them. As the towering walls of the capital came into view, Kael felt a weight settle on his shoulders. The fate of the world may hinged on this visit.
They chose to land the Aetherwing Skiff outside the city gates to avoid alarming the capital's guards. As soon as they touched down, Kael moved swiftly, storing the skiff inside his infinite storage—a separate space where he could keep items hidden from prying eyes. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a sleek black carriage adorned with the Valtieri crest.
As they arrived at the gate, Oswald, ever the composed steward, approached the guards stationed at the gate. His authoritative presence made the soldiers straighten instinctively.
"Halt! State your name and purpose," one of the guards commanded, lowering his spear slightly.
