A magnificent carriage, radiating power and importance, rolled through the estate gates. It resembled the previous arrival of the investigation team, yet was distinctly different. Even a blind man, from miles away, could sense that this carriage carried good news.
Curious villagers trailed after the carriage, following the path it carved through the dust.
"What's this? Another carriage from the capital?"
"No way! The investigation team's back already?"
"The banner's different this time. And that carriage looks way too expensive. What's happening, I wonder?"
"Carriages are always expensive, you moron."
"Whoa! It's going up to the manor!"
Every servant working in the manor scurried outside. Ian, brushing dirt from his clothes, headed for the main gate.
Creak.