As soon as he entered, he felt a strange pressure.
It wasn't mana. It wasn't killing intent.
It was something deeper, like his very soul was being examined.
Unknowingly a dark aura was released from his body and the pressure diminished.
Alan could feel something was off but couldn't care much.
Maybe it was her magic to check someone just like his 'Inspect'.
..
The carriage interior was dimly lit with faint golden glow runes carved into the jade walls.
The scent of incense lingered in the air, thick yet calming.
Behind the veil sat a woman cloaked in white and gold ceremonial robes, her face was completely hidden.
Her forehead was covered by the holy robe, her eyes covered by a red ribbon, and a face semi-transparent veil covering her lips.
She was like an entity that wasn't meant to be seen by a mortal.
Her beauty couldn't be understood by mortals.
