The horses trotted on the fine stone-paved road, and the carriage followed. The hooves made rackets, indicating to them the speed at which the carriage now moved.
The road appeared much more bustling, and the fields on both sides were full of luscious crops, farmers, and grazing cows.
The procession had left Green City, the capital of Gracia Kingdom. Yet, neither Sylvester nor Xavia looked any better.
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