Gallops of horses and footsteps of the marching knights can be heard along with the wheels of carriage can be heard from a distance. It is not slow nor fast but enough for the ones inside the carriage to marvel on what the scenery outside the vehicle can offer.
Necks snapped towards the entourage. Some even felt a sense of déjà vu that some felt three years ago. Everyone paused on what they were doing, people stopped walking and running just to get a glimpse of the incoming people.
The entourage consisted of knights in red armor on their black horses with black with gold armor covering the vital part of a horse. At the very front of it is a tall man with muscles on his body with a serious but handsome look. He is stoic and cold but for someone who knows him too well for the past three
