After their heated argument, Ruru and Vyaghra started moving again.
They travelled for hours without uttering a single word.
Even as a mere observer, I was feeling the awkwardness of being caught between them.
They passed forests, lakes, small villages, and more forests, finally arriving at an open stretch of land.
A cobblestone road stretched ahead, leading to an enormous stone wall with towering iron gates.
Following the road, they arrived at the entrance, where two guards in iron armour stood holding spears.
The guards bowed their heads and spoke in perfect unison,
"We welcome Lord Vyaghra and Lady Ruru to Nokhira: The City of Tails."
"Open the gates," one of them called out.
The iron gate groaned open, its rusted hinges shrieking, and the royal city within was revealed.
"Woahhh! It's incredible," I gasped, taking in a scene I had only ever read about in books and fantasy stories.
