The carriage ride toward the city was smooth and quick, the path clearing effortlessly before them.
The citizens of the city moved to let them pass, their movements practiced and well-timed as the carriages glided swiftly, the horses' hooves clattering against the cobblestones, the wheels rolling smoothly over the pathways.
Coco watched, marveling at the way the citizens moved for them.
Not long after, the carriage came to a halt in the middle of the bustling market street, the busy area filled with people hurrying to get to their destinations.
Before Coco could even fully process where they were, the door swung open, interrupting her thoughts.
The footman stood beside the open door of the carriage, clearing his throat politely to catch Coco's attention and he spoke with a deferential tone, his gaze lowered respectfully.
"My lady." He murmured, his voice barely audible above the noise of the busy market around them. "The Duchess is calling for you."
