We walked for several minutes, the few people we passed bowing to me, some eyeing Katlyn nervously. It was quite a sight, really. She was a large wolf, able to rest her head on my shoulder, while I was standing, if she wanted to. It pleased me greatly to see that even Eric seemed nervous around her. He kept silent during most of our walk. This time, I took the time to examine my surroundings.
Windows lined one wall, opened to allow a light breeze to swirl around us, and torches were placed strategically between each. The walls opposite were covered with tapestries woven of silk. I forced Eric to stop so I could examine some every now and then, taking in the exquisite detail. One portrayed a unicorn refusing to be tamed by a hunter while a woman in finery watched from a distance. Another s
