บท 40: Home of The Little.

The carriage rolled into the capital, along with many others packed with people. The steady influx of travelers into the city was evident, whether for business or other reasons. It was a busty capital.

They had spent hours on the road, and by the time they arrived, night had fallen. Yet, the city was still alive with activity, much like the business district of the province they had left, but amplified many times over.

The streets were lit with lanterns while vendors shouted out their wares, and people of all types roamed around.

In this crowd were all kinds of individuals: pickpockets, scam artists, and even murderers. It was a place where the moment someone sensed they could profit from you, they made sure they did.