Chapter 43: I Don’t Hate You Anymore
“The footprints are fresh. We might be catching up soon.” Lydia pinched a handful of loose dirt from the hoofprint and crushed it between her fingertips. It was damp—the trace…
“The footprints are fresh. We might be catching up soon.” Lydia pinched a handful of loose dirt from the hoofprint and crushed it between her fingertips. It was damp—the trace…
At night, Anna lit the campfire. Lydia was no stranger to starting fires. By the time Anna took the prepared tinder out of her backpack, Lydia had already gathered fallen…
“Sorry to keep you waiting.” Anna’s footsteps were light. Lydia lifted her head and caught a glimpse of the red mark on the side of Anna’s neck. That faint blush…
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Though small, the inn had everything one could need—this was exactly the feeling Rita got. It didn’t look big, but everything necessary was there, even a semi-open-air hot spring bath…
“Those bandits really were a bit off.” Cecilia said, then suddenly changed the subject: “But before we get into that, tell me, why do you call every horse ‘Pearl’?” “Because…
The road stretched endlessly beneath the horses’ hooves and the carriage wheels, grinding over fallen, yellowed leaves and weeds, stirring up clouds of dust. Rita sat atop the carriage, yawning,…
When it came to matters concerning Rita, Cecilia had never asked too many questions. Indeed, before she even knew Rita’s true identity, Cecilia had made countless guesses about her. However,…