Three days later, Talen.

A bitter cold wind blew from the other side of the valley—

The undulating ridges of the mountains ran like interlaced ink lines from north to south of Nogo, but here, the forests and mountains seemed to have been split by a giant's axe, and the ridge was cut abruptly, and a long valley path ran straight through the mountains and into the reckless fields in the distance.

Tarun, a city built at the end of Edwin VII and more than 200 years old – was once a strong and massive fortress. The towering walls were made of long strips of granite stone, and on top of the walls, wide enough to accommodate two carriages, were densely packed with watchtowers and watchtowers, like a huge ancient beast, showing its fierce teeth all the time.

The location of this fortress is located at the entrance of the valley passage, like a solid iron gate, arching and guarding the western gateway of Nogo - time flies, today's Tarun has long ceased to be the responsibility of the fortress of the past, but on the eroded and mottled city wall, the wisps of old traces are still engraved with the glory and blood and tears of history.

If the merchant chariot procession wanted to travel through Nogo to the kingdom's west, Tarun was almost a must-go unless it was a detour further afield to the Far North Wasteland. However, it was a snowy and uninhabited wilderness, and perhaps before the caravan had passed halfway, the men and the labouring pack horses had lost their body temperature from the extreme cold, and turned into lifelike ice sculptures in the wind and snow.

Therefore, no one will choose a meaningless adventure.

The bell tower in the city has struck the bell for the sixth time.

At this moment, the soldiers guarding the city wall noticed a thin line in the distance, which moved through the deserted wilderness, causing smoke and dust to billowing along the way—

It was a fast-marching cavalry corps.

The outline of the fortress was rapidly becoming clear, and the cavalry gradually slowed down the speed of their horses—except for the Tarun fortress itself, the walls were already surrounded by neat streets and alleys inhabited by civilians.

The arrival of the cavalry team made the passers-by on the side of the road can't help but look at them - cavalry is not uncommon in Northland Tarun, but the white cloak behind these cavalry and the Kingdom Eagle Banner held high in front of the team are enough to attract the attention of those who care.

Riding on her horse, Princess Samantha raised her head, and the cold wind blew her long hair—she had long since tied her long hair into a high tail for ease of care all the way, but the wind that blew from the valley in early winter was so fierce that her tail was still flung around like a whip.

"Your Highness Princess, we have arrived in Talen."

The chief of the guard, Cohen, said respectfully to Princess Samantha in front of him—and with the princess's nod, he gave an order, and the cavalry behind him quickly formed a neat queue.

In front of them, a huge and heavy city gate, more than seven meters high, was slowly lifting, and the air was flowing in the corridor, and the winch and steel cable rubbed against each other, making a low roar. The sound pierced through the eardrums, and when it was quiet again, the atmospheric fortress city officially opened its doors to visitors.

It was nearly dusk, and the canopy of the Northland had already darkened, and behind the gates were two rows of bright torches, and the leaping flames shone on the faces of the people—Princess Samantha was stunned, for she had already seen the familiar figure in front of her.

"Your Royal Highness, Princess, welcome."

On the tall white warhorse, the knights in crimson dresses and the cavalry behind them dismounted in unison—

The lancers of the Northland Legion and the rangers of Tarun City are not of the same affiliation as each other, and in terms of their identities and ranks, they are only equals. However, because of the arrival of Her Royal Highness Samantha, the third princess of the royal family, the cavalry of Tarun followed the proper etiquette, and with the movement of the knight at the head, they all rolled over and knelt on one knee.

"Her Royal Highness Princess—"

The knight at the head took off his fur hat and revealed a sleek head, he stood straight, and then stretched out his arm—Princess Samantha's serene face quickly smiled, like melting snow in the spring sun, and she aimed her smile at the knight in front of her, and then put her arm into the rough and warm palm.

"Fred, long time no see."

She greeted. Although she had experienced wind and frost all the way north, her voice at this time was full of warmth, she glanced at the knight in front of her, and then pursed her lips and smiled, "By the way, let's call me Samantha as before." ”

"Yes, Samantha, my Highness the Princess."

The knight replied with the same gentle smile - he was polite and approachable, and looked like a well-bred noble gentleman.

Of course, he himself is a nobleman of the kingdom - Fred Wolfe, the eldest son of Savalen Wolff, Earl of Taron, the first in line to the earldom, and the real baron of kingfisher forest.

At the same time, he is also a regular knight, graduated from the Iron Sword Knights directly under the royal family.

He took Princess Samantha's arm and walked forward, the streets of the fortress were now under full lockdown, and the Northland Legion's Lancers and Tarun's Rangers were united. They led their horses and followed closely behind Fred and Her Royal Highness.

"It's been almost two years since we last separated."

Princess Samantha quietly smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes—she didn't pay much attention to them during the ride, but by this time she had suddenly become a little troubled, for fear of showing any bad image.

"Yes, that year's farewell is like yesterday."

Fred's fingers rubbed against the soft palm of his palm—such an intimate gesture could not help but make the princess, who had a quiet temperament, look different, and even breathed with a crisp laugh like a silver bell.

"Time flies so fast, maybe I'm getting old."

The princess behaved like a coquettish little girl at this time, how could she have a trace of dignity in the past. But she didn't seem to care, and seemed to be grabbing the arms of the people around her and shaking them gently.

Fred smiled - this time he was reunited with Princess Samantha in Talon in the Northlands, and he felt that all the unhappiness and troubles in his heart were being banished by something called sweetness.

"No, how could it be. My princess, your face is as good as evergreen. ”

"But as time passes, the pines and cypresses will eventually grow old and turn into rotten dead wood."

As if remembering her father's explanation for this trip again, a trace of worry flashed in Princess Samantha's eyes, and her tone became soft and slightly low, and she said with emotion.

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