The carriage finally rolled to a complete stop.
The wheels stopped grinding against the smooth, white stone pavement of the royal courtyard.
Damon and Kade sat inside the carriage for a brief second. Damon took a very deep, slow breath. He pushed all of his personal anger, his jealousy over the mysterious "Winston," and his chaotic morning completely to the back of his mind. He locked those feelings away in a box.
The carriage door opened. A royal guard standing outside bowed his head deeply.
Damon stepped out of the carriage. His leather boots hit the clean white stone. Kade followed right behind him, carrying the leather bag filled with army reports and border maps.
