Leia's clan was not far from the Miller clan. A short carriage ride brought them to the doorstep of the Frost clan, where an entourage awaited their arrival.
As expected, Riley and Leia were received with full honors, the entrance adorned with banners bearing the Frost clan's insignia, servants lined up in neat rows, and the patriarch himself standing at the forefront to welcome them.
"Welcome, welcome!"
"Leia, it's so good to see you again!"
"You've grown into a beautiful young woman indeed."
"Senior Riley! You honor my home with your presence!"
"Please, please, come in."
The Frost clan patriarch, a dignified man with streaks of silver in his hair, beamed at them with open arms. Leia had sent word of their arrival in advance, ensuring the clan had ample time to prepare for their homecoming.
