Sitting in their carriage, the family of four kept on looking outside through the window checking the two exquisite carriages moving in front of them.
"My Lord, who do you think is in that carriage?" the middle-aged woman wearing a cream-brown kaftan and a matching headscarf asked her husband respectfully as soon as they were in the safe confines of their carriage.
The husband looked slightly older than the woman, with a long beard and moustache. He sat on the other side of the carriage with the son while the daughter sat next to the mother.
"From what I have seen. Those carriages somehow resembled carriages used by a certain madam I have seen once at New Dawn Inn before," the man responded while touching his long beard.
"Oh! That place? Does that mean she stays in Guche too?" the wife asked curiously.
The little girl's eyes were wide open, sparkling with interest obviously looking forward to her father's answer.