Charlotte leaned in the soft chair, her gaze sweeping over the fleeting scenery outside the window, the assorted beautiful manors, dew-kissed lush flowers and grass, early morning busy merchants pushing creaking carts, with the distant towering spires sketching out the elegant skyline of the royal capital.
The air wafted with a fresh scent blending bread and flowers, everything seemed orderly and full of vitality.
The wheels rolled over the last stretch of the tree-lined path, stopping in front of a vast complex with a wide plaza and multi-story main building.
This was the Kingdom Academy, the premier place of learning for young nobles and scholar descendants of the royal capital.
Charlotte stepped down from the carriage, bid farewell to Old Lusfer, and with her maid Sherry, entered through the academy gates.
