A merchant ship docks in the Arrendalle port. The ports were full of merchants…and people seeking the creatures rumored to recently inhabit the mountains. Many have gone missing.
One of the passengers exits the ship wearing a simple traveler’s garb and inly a calvary saber on his side. His bag seems to be the heaviest part about him. If one were to go through it, they’d find weapons and armor that makes Arrendale’s seem cheap.
He enters the city, lighting a cigarette.
She watched his excitement as he kissed her baby bump. Elsa smiled, “Then make me the list I’ll make sure to make the call. You’ll accompany me for it.” She spoke with a soft smile. Putting on a more casual look since there were no plans to go out since they were finishing preparations for the wedding. She paired with her usual icy heels, and rubbed her belly waiting for him.
She looked at Crispin, “Look okay?” The queen asked him. And stood up. “Let’s go get your groomsmen “ she teased.
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