As the group neared the gates of the capital, the scene ahead was bustling with activity.
A long line of merchants, travelers, and citizens stretched down the road, all waiting to pass through the security checkpoint.
The massive gates loomed in the distance, guarded by armored soldiers ensuring that everyone underwent proper inspection before entering the city.
Approaching the front of the line, one of Wang Zhiqing's guards dismounted and approached the lead checkpoint guard, speaking in a low tone.
"We are escorting someone of importance," the guard stated, glancing subtly toward the carriage.
"Inform your officer immediately."
The checkpoint guard raised a skeptical brow, his gaze flicking between the guard and the unassuming carriage.
"Who is it you're escorting? And why should we believe such claims?"
The guard's expression remained calm and firm.
"Her Highness Wang Zhiqing, of the royal family."