The Captain of the city guards approached Roy and Co.
"Are you and the young ladies next to you here to attend the ritual ceremony?"
"Yes, we are." Roy nodded in confirmation. "Can you tell us where it's being held?"
"It's happening somewhere on the seventh mountain, but I'm not entirely sure of the exact location," replied the guard.
As Roy gazed towards the mountain, he marveled at the breathtaking sight of the Forbidden Capital skyline. The floating mountains, with their ethereal presence, cast enchanting shadows that danced with the sunlight. Two bustling bridges connected the sixth and eighth mountains to the seventh one, teeming with a constant flow of people.
The generous guard even offered to pay for the guide on Roy's behalf.
Really had fun writing this chapter.