As Huo Cheng had predicted, the weather was good. It didn't rain or become too hot. The leaves were falling off the trees, painting the world in orange, red and yellow.
It was a beautiful sight, so beautiful that Feyra regretted she had no more film to take more pictures.
The leaves were floating past the carriage, some landing on top of it and others clung to the window.
Only a few hours passed and the first houses of the Capital came into sight. A river ran through the Capital, taking the carriage over a bridge.
"Look over there! That's the carriage of a Governor!" A young girl ran towards the bridge. Her younger sister held onto her legs, grabbing the hem of her clothes.
The young woman started walking and the young girl fell over, onto the street. The carriage came nearer, the vibrations of the hooves felt through the path.
