Chapter 48: Avalith

As we approached the city of Avalith, I was struck by the sheer size and grandeur of the capital. A line of caravans stretched far along the castle gate, with armored knights inspecting each one. The knights were meticulous, scrutinizing every detail—understandable, given the city's status. Avalith's security was bound to be rigorous.

Our entourage veered towards a smaller gate marked for noble entry, which was relatively empty. Ahead, I noticed a sleek, dark carriage engraved with the crest of the Mystic family—a silver crescent moon with an open deep purple eye at its center. Even the guards wore that emblem proudly on their armor.

I could guess who was inside: Nadia Mystic, daughter of Duchess Ophelia Mystic, one of the main cast in this world. Nadia was rumored to be a prodigy—a talent in magic that hadn't been seen in centuries.