On the road leading to the fortress, a black, misty streak raced by almost impossibly fast. If one were capable of slowing down time, they would be able to see it was a magnificient and opulent necromantic carriage pulled by two undead horses and a monstrosity that slightly resembled a zombified horse, draped in a black smoke that seemed to choke the air around it. Driving it was an imposing armored figure, a knight bearing the livery of an ancient and no longer existing Adelan noble house. Inside, the two passengers complimented the sinister nature of the carriage perfectly. As it sped down the road, it carried an unnatural wind with it, visibly darkening the area around it as it went.
Soon enough, it pulled up in front of the castle's entry, phasing through the outer gate wall and coming to an eerily silent and smooth stop. After a few moments, the knight on top jumped from the driver's seat, and opened the carriage door, and Stygia was the first to step out. She had magically changed her dress on the way to the fortress, and seemed like an almost completely different dragoness. Her hair was neatly done up in a bun, which seemed to rest between her horns perfectly. Her dress was an elegant and long ebony garment that fit her form impeccably and seemed to shimmer purple as she moved.
"Oh, it's simply amazing, dear!" She said excitedly to Daerian, and she held her hand out to help the demoness out of the carriage. As she did, she turned her eyes towards Seussal, the knight who drove the carriage. "Seussal, dear, could you return to my lair? Leave Lady Daerian's horse here, though. See if you could get one of those lovely looking shadow beasts to help you move it into the stable." She giggled, unable to contain her excitement. She was excited to see her love, and to meet his father.
