_Before Arrival_
It was the middle of the night, and a horse-drawn carriage sped down the lonely, broad path leading to Winterseed. On top of the carriage sat a gorgeous man with long white hair tied in a ponytail, seated in a lotus position, his eyes closed as he absorbed mana from the surroundings.
KNOCK KNOCK
Suddenly, knocks came from within the carriage, causing D'andre to open his eyes. With a signal from him, the two horses pulling the carriage halted immediately.
He floated down from the roof and approached the door, opening it to find Elara standing there with her usual serious expression.
"We're getting close to your village, pretty lady," D'andre said with a smile. He is aware that the women still didn't fully trust him.
"I know," Elara replied, "That's why I stopped you."
"Huh, I thought you wanted to return to your village? Don't tell me you've changed your mind so soon."