The gang watched as the annual parade went through the small town streets. The parade consisted of floats, a marching band, dancers and people selling all kinds of things. At the far end of town lay Princeton Manor, home to Lord Chazz Princeton, his wife Lady Scarlet Princeton and their 7 year old son Edward Princeton. They lived in the most elegant house in the whole county. Lord Chazz was a slightly confusing man. He never loved anyone, but waited on his wife and son's every word. He had dark black, spiked hair with steel grey eyes. His wife Scarlet had long dark black hair, with deep red eyes and the most beautiful smile in the whole land. Their son Edward was very much like his father, only with his mother's eyes. He loved to play duel monster cards with most people, and had grown to be the best in Taff Elyn.
Syrus couldn't help but fall for a lady who had offered him a drink. She was average height, had emerald green eyes and long lavender hair. Syrus felt his heart skip a beat when she smiled at him and he braved asking her name. Violet Pedrose was the answer he got. He also braved asking her to dance. Violet giggled and accepted his offer. The two of the danced all night until Jaden dragged him off waving Violet goodbye, as he knew he was leaving in the morning.
The group left early that morning, most of them still half asleep. Today they were heading north, towards the city of light. Syrus thought it sounded a lovely place, but got told it wasn't that brilliant. The road up north wasn't a nice one, nor was it well kept. There were unleveled patches all over the place and the horses didn't like it much. A few hours later, they met a travelling fortune teller and his assistant. The name of this man was Satorious, his assistant being Aster Phoenix. They stopped the group and asked for directions to the nearest town, in which they were told to go home. Tyranno went on ahead with his dragon, checking for danger. For some strange reason, he couldn't get the girl from the cloud city out of his head. Everything about her appealed to hi, her smile, her bravery back in the forest, the fact she could well be dead for all anyone knew. He'd take it personally if she was.
Aimee's muffled voice soon got drowned out by the noise of men preparing for war. She felt a few tears fall down her face as she felt a hand go across her face yet again. Certain pain she could take but being helpless at the mercy of this man was a bit too much for her. She had heard they were holding a princess here too, what if she was suffering too? Aimee once again struggled against the shackles and chains, only to be knocked to the ground by this much older man. Giving up, she just lay there, deciding it was better she rested for the time being.
Trueman and his troops watched as the group passed by the gates into the city 6 hours later, and awaited his chance to get the warrior and dragon tamer once and for all.