Standing in the gentle cold night drizzle, Kyra watched the walls of the Capital of the great Kingdom of Cyrian afar off. Lucian was somewhere in front of her but she couldn't see him; the drizzle made it a little hard for the Soul of magic to make out anything.
The two of them were looking out for a signal which Richard, king of the great kingdom and the duo’s very good friend and ally, was supposed to put up before they proceeded.
The signal was actually the result of a plan that Richard and Lucian had come up with when they met up earlier in the day and under a different circumstance, Kyra would have refused vehemently to it. Thing is, on paper, the plan looked quite easy; allow the king let their horses be walked into the Capital during the day by the servants while they themselves
