Sublime Forest

The night air hung heavy and still as over fifty elite knights were ready in waiting on their horseback with a well-adorned White Family carriage. 

In the carriage, one man and one child sat facing each other on the cushioned couches as the white, translucent curtains fluttered slightly by the cool summer breeze. 

Although the atmosphere was tranquil and calm, there was an underlined, invisible tension in the carriage that was either awkward or uncanny. 

Alier gestured to the coachman to begin the journey by tapping on the carriage's side. The coachman nodded to himself as he jolted the reigns of the horses. 

With the neighing of the two horses leading up front, the carriage began moving and the fifty knights followed behind solemnly on their horses, creating an impressive convoy that could make anyone palpate with trepidation. 

"So where is the Ancestral Shrine?" Ethan asked in curiosity.