Nova's POV
The city streets looked like pictures I had seen on the internet. The place was alive and very beautiful.
Suddenly, the transport truck halted. A female guard ordered three of us to get off. We stood in front of a big mansion that radiated wealth.
We were led to the back of the house and pushed inside. The interior was magnificent, nothing like I had ever seen in real life.
"Take off your overalls and wear this," the guard commanded, tossing us heavy, deep emerald-green velvet robes and gloves.
The robe was long with a wide hood. It was thick enough to block out the biting cold of the house. The guard stopped and faced us.
"You are going to a high-society event. The High Lord of the Valerius clan is celebrating his coronation. You are not to speak to or look at anyone. Kee
