Grace's nerves simmered just beneath the surface as the sleek black car rolled through the grand stone archway marking the entrance to the capital.
From the window, she observed the elegant buildings, their architecture a blend of old-world grandeur and modern refinement.
At that time or the day, the city was alive with activity—market stalls were opened, well-dressed nobles moving through the streets, and soldiers in dark blue uniforms stationed at various points.
It all looked picture-perfect, yet she felt like an outsider staring at a world she wasn't sure she belonged to.
It's been two weeks since she decided to come to visit her father and here she was, finally in Aurelis with Jace so sitting beside her. His gaze was sharp as he observed the surroundings with the same quiet intensity he applied to business negotiations.
"You good?" He asked as they left the boisterous city centre to a more serene environment.
