Journey into Veridia City**
A row of black cars awaited at the terminal entrance. As we climbed in, a hush fell over the crowd, then shattered into cheers as Alexander and I raised our joined hands. The carriages rolled forward, the city unfolding before us: whitewashed buildings glinting in the afternoon sun; new bridges spanning the Azure River; banners of Veridia and Avaloria fluttering from every lamppost. The cityscape was alive with stalls, musicians, and villagers lining the wide boulevards.
Each time we passed a wagon loaded with grain, the oxen stamped their hooves. Farmers tipped their hats and shouted blessings. Merchants waved from market stalls piled high with apples, cheese, and textiles. Children raced alongside the carriage, giggling as they reached for our hands.
Elara rode in the car beside me, her grin infectious. "Lucien, look at them!" she exclaimed, gesturing to the crowds. "This is your people—rejoicing in your name."
