Plain of the East was a city that stood out for its bright white and golden-yellow buildings, which gave it an aura of timeless elegance.
Its architecture suggested careful planning and long-standing prosperity, as though the city had been refined over generations rather than built in haste.
Houses and other structures stood against the clear blue sky, creating a picturesque sight that immediately captivated visitors. From a distance, the city appeared almost uniform in color, but as one approached, subtle differences in design and height revealed its complexity.
The streets were lined with charming buildings, each decorated with intricate architectural details that reflected the city's rich cultural heritage. Stone carvings and carefully shaped windows suggested that craftsmanship was still highly valued here.
At sunset, the bright white and golden-yellow buildings seemed to glow beneath the fading light, bathing the city in a warm radiance. The sunlight reflected off their surfaces, creating a soft shimmer that gradually faded as night approached.
The caravan dropped its passengers off at the city's market, which was crowded with people and merchants from all over the continent. Stalls offered all kinds of goods, including items that were rare and difficult to find elsewhere.
The sound of bargaining filled the air, blending with the footsteps of passersby and the distant calls of vendors announcing their wares.
Stella entered the crowd alongside Alma and John.
The movement around them was constant, yet surprisingly organized, as though the people here had long grown accustomed to dealing with such large crowds.
"So, what do you think of the place?" Alma asked, "Isn't it great? I've made some of my best deals here."
Stella simply nodded.
The city had far exceeded her expectations. She felt as though she had stepped into one of the historical films she had watched in the past.
"This isn't bad. I think it's a good place to explore."
Alma continued walking slightly ahead, clearly familiar with the surroundings. Every now and then, she glanced back to make sure they were still following.
"Miss Alina, look over here. This would suit you."
John pointed toward one of the rings displayed on a merchant's table.
The stall itself was modest but neat, with small wooden boxes and cloth-lined trays displaying various accessories.
The ring was simple yet elegant, and it would have suited Stella perfectly.
However, she had other thoughts.
"Accessories aren't really my thing. I'd rather buy something more meaningful than decorations."
Her tone remained polite, careful not to dismiss his gesture entirely.
She decided to refuse kindly.
"Thank you for thinking of me, John, but as you can see, I already have one."
She already had a ring that Meryl had given her so that she would not go without an accessory. However, Stella had never liked wearing jewelry, so she usually took it off whenever she had the chance and kept it somewhere safe.
As they continued through the bustling city, Stella noticed that some people naturally stood out from the crowd.
The constant flow of people created a steady rhythm, almost as though the city itself were breathing through its inhabitants.
Many of the men were tall and broad-shouldered, their sturdy physiques giving them an air of strength and resilience. They moved through the crowds with steady, purposeful steps.
The women, meanwhile, often drew attention with their refined appearances. Their colorful garments and carefully chosen accessories complemented their elegance, while the variety of styles reflected the city's diverse culture.
Fair complexions and strikingly colored eyes were also common, adding to the distinctive appearance of the city's inhabitants. There was a certain confidence in the way they carried themselves, perhaps shaped by living in a city that seemed both prosperous and stable.
Stella quietly observed everything around her, taking in the details without showing much reaction.
The difference between this place and the villages she had seen was obvious.
"The people here are different, and this place is far better than the villages we've passed through."
She looked around one last time.
"I think it's time for me to part ways with these guys."