Brief stops at different nobles' manors were made, nonetheless, not further than a day was spent there as her husband was quick on approaching the issues the king had requested.
The weeks continued to move as time was relentless in its progression, finally arriving to the day a populated city was reached.
Somehow dry in a fading orange shade, the centre of the kingdom, Ramideos was finally seen over the horizon. With a prominent palace rising from the middle of the city, surrounded by it as if trying to hide its presence. However, its magnificent structure elevated to the clear sky, establishing the last stop the troop would take in their march.
"Is that the Palace?" — Ewelina asked her husband, impressed by the lands she had never visited before mixing its sandy nature with the green effortlessly.
"Yeah… we made it just in the time we predicted…"
"... Is there something wrong? You do not seem pleased." — Ewelina then inquired, finding displeasure in Askak's demeanour.