Celestia gasped, clutching her heart in mock offense. "Lies! Where?!"
"In my imagination," Zayn said with a straight face.
She huffed, pouting. "So rude."
The carriage passed through a massive gate where heavily armored guards stood at attention, barely glancing at them before allowing them through.
Zayn frowned slightly.
"No inspection?" he muttered.
Celestia stretched her arms lazily. "No need. I have a special pass. They know who I am."
Zayn glanced at her. "Wow. Must be nice."
"It is," she said, grinning.
As the carriage rolled deeper into the city, Zayn leaned out the window to take in the sights.
Havenworth was unlike any city he had ever seen, it was even different from New York for crying out loud.
The streets were paved with smooth stone, and large, beautifully crafted buildings lined the roads.
Ornate banners of blue and gold fluttered in the wind, and at every turn, armored guards patrolled diligently.
