Chapter 10
The sun had begun its slow descent, casting golden hues that stretched the shadows along the cobblestone streets of Velebrandt. General Knight Rex walked with practiced ease, each bootstep echoing against the ground with measured weight. His sharp eyes, hidden behind his relaxed expression, moved constantly—scanning the bustling activity of the estate's capital town.
The people parted instinctively wherever he passed. His bearing was unmistakable. The black coat adorned with the silver trim of House Velebrandt fluttered gently in the breeze, while the unmistakable sigil—a winged lion—gleamed across his shoulder plate.
Behind him trailed the powerful warhorse that had carried both him and the young master earlier. The beast was intelligent and well-trained, but Rex preferred not to tie it up carelessly on the streets.
"Can't have Lucien's ride stolen by some idiot drunk on ale and arrogance," he muttered under his breath.
Fortunately, he knew just the place.
A few turns down the avenue, past a cluster of alchemists' stalls and a spice-scented alleyway, stood The Gilded Antler—a tall, robust tavern that blended stone, oak, and charm beneath a roof tiled in blue slate. Its sign swung gently on rust-free iron hinges, depicting a golden stag wreathed in leaves, head high and proud.
This wasn't just any drinking hole. The Gilded Antler was one of the oldest and most reliable establishments in the Velebrandt capital, known not just for its fine drink—but for being the go-to lodging for traveling knights, adventurers, and those trusted by the household.
Rex approached slowly, letting the sound of music and chatter drifting from the windows greet him like an old friend.
Outside stood two guards clad in leathers, laughing beside a barrel. They straightened at once upon noticing him.
"Sir Rex!" one of them saluted, eyes widening slightly. "Is that...?"
"Lord Lucien's mount," Rex confirmed, patting the horse's side. "I'll be lodging it here. Stay with him until I sort it out inside. If anyone tries to touch him—break their fingers."