Even though heavy snow had fallen that winter, the streets of Himmeln remained lively and bustling.
"Open the gates!"
The command echoed loudly, drawing attention. A crowd began to gather, curiosity flaring. People pressed toward the gate, craning their necks to see what was happening.
Normally, the grand gates of the city were opened only for special occasions—perhaps a royal procession or the arrival of a high-ranking official. Day-to-day traffic used the side entrances, which, though sizeable, were still modest compared to the massive main gate.
"It's unusual to open the gates without any warning." "Did someone important arrive? Maybe a merchant guild?" "No, look! Everything's a mess!"
The townsfolk buzzed with gossip as they watched soldiers dash across the open gate and along the walls. The sudden stir in such frigid weather added to the sense of urgency.
