The city gates were imposing, standing at twenty feet in height, strongly built with enough thickness. Guards were stationed at the gates and checked everyone who was coming inside the city; their identity had to be verified before they came in.
The old man showed his identity, and of the two people, they were listed as travellers.
The guard glanced at them for a brief moment and then nodded.
The wagon made its way into the streets of the city.
The city has a big square centre where lots of people were present.
The square looked buzzing with chatter and people. Previously it used to be a small town square; now it has turned into something much larger and vibrant.
The wagon stopped at the centre, and those two people stepped out of the wagon.
Now standing in the square, they observed the surroundings.
The old man with the wagon left them there, and he departed.
Their faces were covered with masks, so it was unable to figure out who they were.
