After a long discussion and hurried preparation in the morning, the sun hung above the land. Its cast a warmth golden light over the line-up the knights, their silvery armor gleaming as they stood in formation, waiting for further instruction.
Ryan and Marina, who wore their adventure outfit and thick brown coats, which collected dust in their storage, fluttered by the passing cold breeze.
"Ryan and Marina".
Both turned to the source and found Duke Sullivan, his face darkened with slumped shoulders.
Beside him, a beautiful woman with mature and elegant air stood poised, looking at them. She had silvery hair that cascaded down her back and was wearing a simple white outfit for an outing, with her face hardened and shrank pupils.
"Sir and Lady Midnight, please save our daughter, I beg of you".
The woman bowed her head, her frame trembling in anxiety, after knowing her daughter was stranded in the faraway land without proper preparation.
"We will Lady Celia".
