The White Reaper's plan was fairly simple. Create a diversion to send the guards to the other side of the castle and away from the south section of the grounds. He accomplished this by throwing a stone and lightly hitting the armor of one of the guards. His panic alone was what caused the stir up between all the guards. Thinking that the White Reaper was now attacking from the north, the guards are being ordered to gather around them, giving him and the princess the perfect chance to make the run.

Tying up various bedsheets for her bed, the two were able to make a rope to climb down to the ground. Taking precaution, They would bundle up the sheets together and take it with them as they dash to the tree. Tree adored the tree so much that she was able to make a make-shift set of stairs that would help her reach the tree branches up top.

"I wonder what caused this hole in the wall here." She wondered while they slowly began passing through. The White Reaper made it out first and held his arms up to catch her as she jumped down. Once her feet were planted on the ground, the realization hits in.

"I'm...outside."

She looks over to the White Reaper for confirmation and he nods at her. The location they found themselves in was rather narrow with large wooden boxes and barrels making it an even tighter area. She closes her eyes and begins to take everything in. It wasn't quiet. She could hear people mumbling in the distance. At first, she thought it was from the guards who were still scrambling around to find him, but then she heard some words that she never heard of and voices she doesn't recognize. She turns to the direction from where it is coming from and at the end of the alley The bright light of the day curtained what was outside the alley, but she had a hunch as to what it was. She runs straight for them, ignoring the White Reaper who was holding one of the cloaks for her to take, having his already on.

She was met with a whole swarm of people passing by them. People of all kinds that she never anticipated to look completely different than one from another. That was because Lux, the Capital was a melting pot of various races of Atlas. There were people all buffed out with muscles, both men and women. There were people that had strange ears at the top of their head and tails that swayed behind them. Some with slim tails and others as wide as their body with fur. There were other ones with sharp ears or wings folded on their back. There were also some dullbeasts among them too. Canines with collars around their necks. Mounts that would have cargo on their back and even be connected to some wagon.

The street they were all in was extremely decorated and filled to the brim with culture. Banners would be placed between or even over doorways to the building to the sides with the kingdom's emblem on it. People standing at the sides conversing with one another. Kids running about as much as their hearts desired. Wanting to join in like she always dreamed of as a child. She would try to go through the crowd and begin to push through, but the power of the crowds was too much for her and she was being forced to go along with them. She tried to fight through but was no use. Nearly falling a few times, she gives in and follows along and focuses more on looking around her environment in the meantime.

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The buildings on the left and right were mainly two stories high. The highest one she seen is a three-story one. Made up of stone bricks and manually brushed red. They all seemed to be have been done with personal touches. Some of them had colored windows at the top while others had many decorations outside like flags and banners with the kingdom's emblem on them. Most, if not, all of the doors were wide open. Letting her take s peek of how the residents lived inside. It didn't stand out much, but that was what made it much more special to her. The main rooms were commonly the lounge room for them. A table with chairs all around it, either empty or filled with plates. The table was small, but only from the perspective of the long table that she and her family used often. The room was small thanks to all the furniture pressed on the sides of the walls like cabinets to hold dishes, and side tables to hold other important items. The walls were decorated with small art and many portraits of people that she guessed were of the people living there.

The crowd knocked her a bit to get her attention from continuing to look. But her other senses picked up something else. Two strangers got in front of her while conversing with one another.

"And that was when I encountered HIM." A man said, prompting the other person, sounding like a woman her age to gasp and lock her arms around his.

"Oh my, that must have been a scary moment. But seeing as you're still here. You must have survived."

"That I did. But I did more than that. I managed to fight him and by some miracle won."

"Against such odds, I would find it impossible if your reputation doesn't proceed you."

"Is that so? Well, what can I say? You can't hold back some legends."

"Oh, I wouldn't say legends. More like rumors. I only just recently heard about your feats."

"what? How can my battle with the White Reaper not be enough to get a legendary status?"

Yasuline was shocked. And wanted to hear more, but someone would grab her arm and pulls her to the side into another busy street. It was the White Reaper.

"Ah, it's you. Wait."

She turned to try to find the two who were talking. But it was already too late. They had disappeared among the many people passing through.

"Oh drat, I missed them." She would pout. He would ignore it by putting the hood of her cloak over her head as she puts it on her.

Looking down the new street they were in, she would see that they were that looked to be filled to the brim with culture and accessories. They were in the main market street.