บท 63: The Feast (1)

The carriage stopped in front of another large building. This one was the size of a whole block and had nothing highlighted on it. On the outside it looked like a warehouse or something like that.

"Is it really here?" Alex asked as he got out of the carriage and the coachman smiled at him,

"Yes, sir." The man said and spurred his horses to get on their way. Alex assumed the dark elf wanted as much as him a little fun after such a day. Another thing that Alex was still getting used to was the good relation between all races in FrontHold.

Even Valinor not being plainsight aggressive towards white elves there was a clear distinction between them. In FrontHold this concept looked alien.

"Do you find it amusing?" The orc asked as if reading Alex's mind, "I mean, the fact that a dark elf is riding you, a white one to a feast?"