165. I know

I was blind to its beauty before, but the region of Madria was easily one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been to. It was like Windshire in many ways, like the chill in the air, the beautiful landscape and the warmth of its people. However, it was also vastly different from the somewhat modern way of living of people of Windshire as opposed to the more old school way this region was built.

Minutes into the ride, I was greeted with tall buildings that I’d only ever seen in history books before. It felt like people lived in the past here, and the chariot that I was riding no longer seemed odd to my eye. Infact, I saw many versions of it throughout the city. Few had its passengers revealed to the world while the one that we were riding in gave us privacy as we rode through the streets. I suppose ours was more of a carriage.

I could sense Marcus’ eyes on me occasionally as I stared out of the window in wonder. He drastically increased my expectations for our destination. He surel