Chapter 62 - Silvermine Estate
As the Wind Chariot gradually slowed, Lucien immediately sensed the change in the atmosphere.
Noble District.
The familiar hum of the bustling city faded, replaced by a calm and deliberate stillness.
The streets grew wider and more pristine. The surface was paved with polished stone that gleamed under the sunlight.
There were fewer people here but those who strolled about wore elegant and expensive clothing. Their manner was also poised and unhurried.
From time to time, luxurious carriages drifted past. They were drawn not by horses, but by tamed monsters.
Unicorns. Drakes. Other antlered beasts.
They glided silently across the cobbled lanes. They are symbols of power and prestige.
Soon, towering mansions came into view. They stand proudly behind wrought iron fences draped in blooming ivy and vibrant roses.
Each estate was a clear reflection of its owner’s wealth and refined taste.
Well-dressed retainers and watchful house guards moved about the manicured grounds. Their sharp eyes tracked every passerby with quiet vigilance.
Lucien’s eyes glowed with a mix of awe and curiosity. His fist clenched unconsciously as he took in the grandeur surrounding him.