It took almost half an hour to cross the walls of the palace. Two guards with the royal flags were in the front followed by Arnik and the remaining were behind them.
Brantley's arms were around Bianca's waist as he held the reins. And by now Bianca knew about his pun. He had snuggled her close to his body.
Just outside the palace was the most beautiful countryside she had ever seen. If the palace lawns smelled of fresh earth and grass that had sprouted here and there, then the countryside was a vast expanse of green painted with numerous hues than she even knew existed. The land rolled beyond them over the hills and valleys and a small stream that was flowing towards Azelia. Even though it was sunny, there was coolness in the air. She had expected to see swathes of rutted mud and puddles of water, but on the contrary, she saw small grass that had sprinkled all over being ruffled by the light breeze.
