Priscilla PoV
As the ship docked we were treated to a very extraordinary sight. Beautiful buildings lined neatly by cobblestone roads. Each section of the port clean and organized. The buildings greatly resembled Castilian architecture, with the first floors and second floor of these buildings being made of fine stone and upper floors made with varnished carved wood. Most of these buildings have crawling vines all over them, and with buildings towards the forest being shaded in the large trees of the forests, it made for a very appealing and mysterious aesthetic, as if some place reminiscent of a fairy tale fantasy in my memories.
As we disembarked from the ship I went back to my parents as I said my farewells to his highnesses as each one of us left, I caught up to my parents and noted that mom was undoubtedly very surprised with may flowers and petals fluttering abound the sea breeze and how organized and clean the dock. Couple that with the scenery and it seems like it was all a dream.
"Mom this place is so beautiful...." I mutter.
"Mom is really at a loss for words as well...." She utters. Mom was a sucker for beautiful and the visually pleasing. Asides from being a pianist she is well versed in painting, and guessing from her eyes she totally wants to stop and paint, but sucks to be her since she didn't bring any art supplies.
"Excuse me, but are you lot the dignitaries hailing from the north." A voice catches our attention.
I look to where the owner of the voice came from and was quite surprised that it belonged to a strict and prim looking beastkin girl wearing a somewhat regal attire accompanied with what seems to be several more beastkin,elves and humans. Her companions seem to be her gurads of sort.
These people really catch the attention of others as father had said, I could not help but marvel at the beastkins golden eyes, its splendor is otherworldly I will say that.
"Yes, If you may be so kind to take the time to escort us to our hostel, it would be very much appreciated." The king replies to the beastkin lady.
The lady stares at him with judging eyes and smiles.
"Very well Royal, we shall see to it fit that we escort you with pride." She smiles regally and motions her servants to help the nobles with their baggages.
As I observed them father called me and mother and whispered. " It's best not to speak with them too casually, these people are weary after all so check your mannerisms every now and then..." Father reminds me and mom. Mom then relays what has been said to our servants and they nod in agreement.
We were led to large several carriages and were told to board it, strangely enough these carriages resembled something of a bus of sorts as each cart is connected to one another. Seats were fashioned similarly to how airplane or train seats were.
"It still amazes me how these people have managed to make a public transport system as this..." Dad mutters to which I catch his words.
I ask dad about what he means and he replies that this is not actually a carriage but rather a train. It ran on magic fruit that grow on enchanted trees in Kul'Deran. Apparently in their legends the deity made it accidentally to have such excess power to the point that the fruit became inedible. But someone in other southern regions was able to turn it into a fuel source, something akin to oil. And the trade and monopoly of this fruit was one of the reason why Kul'Deran became such a power house in the south, rivaling its nearby countries despite having such a heavy economic base. Not to mention that these fruits are said to only grow in Kul'Deran soil makes it close to impossible to break the monopoly.
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