For Me, it’s a Piece of Cake

A horse-drawn carriage moved in the frosty snow. And while the outside was so cold that the coachman had to clutch his fur coat tightly around his body, the inside of the carriage was only slightly cool, and not unbearably so. This carriage seemed to have been designed well.

This particular carriage was not crowded with people like some others as there were only three female mages inside. One of them was a beautiful young woman in a white fur coat who had a slightly excited look on her face. She had been to Porius City before, but that was several years ago. She had no idea how much the city had changed since then. The friends she used to play with when she was young, how much had they grown up? And the places where she used to run around when she was a kid, had they remained the same? Whenever she thought about these things, she couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at her lips.