Upon hearing the melodic voice of a young woman, the two guards and the soldier on horseback turned their attention towards the carriage.
'The voice... It's so beautiful. There must be a woman of extraordinary grace within this carriage.'
The guards exchanged intrigued glances, for they had never heard such a captivating voice, except perhaps from Madam Layla and her daughters.
'This carriage is absolutely splendid, far surpassing the Turner family's. Who could be inside such an opulent conveyance?'
They shot each other surprised looks, deducing that there must be important figures within, considering the grandeur of the carriage.
'Did we inadvertently offend someone of great significance?'
Cold sweat formed on the backs of the two guards as they realized the gravity of the situation they might have found themselves in.
One guard turned to his comrade, his voice trembling. "D-Did we make a grave error?"