The carriage rolled through Velmont's crowded streets, its wheels finding steady rhythm against the fitted stone. From the window, spires and banners slid past, flashes of color and movement blurred by speed.
Inside, a young woman sat with her chin resting on her fist, elbow propped against the window frame, as she watched the capital's bustling life pass by.
Her platinum-silver hair caught the shifting light filtering through the glass, creating an almost ethereal shimmer around her delicate features.
But her expression, however, was all sharp indifference.
"Hey, look at those buildings!"
A cheerful voice shattered the silence.
The silver-haired girl turned her head slowly.
Across from her sat another young woman, all golden-blonde hair and golden eyes, practically bouncing in her seat.
She leaned forward, face pressed near the opposite window as if she could absorb the city through the glass itself.
