Literature
A Celestial Heirloom: The Princess (Ch.4)
The Roofscape Runner Jeanne was no longer afraid. For the past twenty minutes, her savior had led her and her steed through streets and alleys, holding onto the horse's reins. They were now in a quiet place on de la Serpente street. Yet, when they had left the scene of the battle, onlookers who had gathered there had hurled taunts and jeers at them, but none had dared to pursue them. No, commoners and gentlemen alike had remained stunned by the devastation resulting from the seemingly impossible battle that had just taken place. Among all the exclamations that erupted, there was one uttered by an old woman that deeply resonated with Jeanne. "It's him!" she had exclaimed. "It's the Roofscape Runner! Good Lord! Look at what he has done!" Anxious murmurs had then risen from the crowd, but no one had echoed her sentiment. Now that everything had quieted down, the countess felt reassured and could leisurely observe her guide who walked ahead of her. The man was tall – easily six feet