The wheels of the carriage rattled softly as it slowed near the second gate of Twilight Academy. Unlike the towering outer walls that loomed like a kingdom's fortress, this entrance was more refined, a tall double-height iron fence with intricate designs that gleamed faintly under the morning sun. It wasn't as imposing as the first gate, but it radiated elegance… the kind of barrier that spoke not of war, but of prestige and class.
Ahead of them, a few carriages were already lined up, each polished and fine, bearing the crests of noble families. Young men and women stepped gracefully out of them, their uniforms crisp and tailored, their movements carrying the subtle confidence of those born into status.
The carriage driver leaned forward on the reins, his weathered face lifting into a grin. "Whew… it's kind of lively out there, isn't it? Hahahaha!" His voice was filled with warmth, as if even he was impressed by the sight.
