Kai sat inside the luxurious wagon, his back resting lazily against the cushioned seat.
He wore a set of good-looking clothes— a clean, dark-toned tunic made from fine, sturdy fabric, tailored to fit without being overly ornate. Subtle silver stitching ran along the cuffs and collar, just enough to hint at quality without drawing unnecessary attention.
A sword hung loosely at his side, adding the right touch of authority to his role—a competent beast handler.
Across from him sat a man, also well-dressed. He wore a deep blue doublet embroidered with muted gold patterns. A dark velvet cloak draped over one shoulder.
His sharp eyes and composed posture betrayed the fact that he was more than he appeared—one of Dante's trusted men, playing the role of a rich noble.
The man remained silent, hands resting calmly over a polished cane.