Under the dark purple sky fading into the night, a carriage rolled into Gloria City. Its wheels clattered over the cobblestone streets as it moved past the luxurious-looking houses with smoke coming out of their chimneys.
Gloria city was bigger and brighter than Veloria. The lanterns all around the roads emitted a warm glow.
There was also darkness in the city. Shadows stretched into the alleyway where certain unspoken deeds were being committed.
And like everywhere else, people of Gloria city liked to bask in the light while pretending the darkness did not exist.
Driving through the central street of the city, the carriage came to a stop in front of a lovely and massive mansion in the northern region of the city.
Although this mansion could not compare to other buildings in the city, it was still a sight to behold.
The driver Boris stepped down and opened the gates of his carriage. William stepped out from the inside first.
