A dozen kilometers away from Ferrol Town. A week prior
"Ah~ We’re finally almost there!" The beautiful pink-haired woman looked at her friend in puzzlement, "The travel to this place is so troublesome. Why do you even bother?"
Cassandra didn’t answer her immediately. They were currently headed (i.e. running away towards) her cousin’s territory.
This wasn’t a bad idea on its own because, after all, a relative’s territory was generally safe. The problem was: the town was many days away from her own.
But… Cassandra knew she really didn’t have a choice. She couldn’t stay there anymore.
"Aren’t you tired of staying in the same place?" She asked Veronica, "I know your territory had already upgraded to town, but it’ll take a while for the scenery to change, right?
"Wouldn’t it be more fun to go home after a while and wait to be surprised by the changes?"
Veronica, of course, knew that this had nothing to do with her. But she knew that her friend was going through something so she didn’t call her out (for now).
Fortunately, after a long time, the torturous days of travel were finally reduced to a couple of hours so her mood was no longer so dour.
Some time of traveling later though, Veronica couldn’t stop herself from just asking directly. "Come on, Cassy. I’m your best friend. Tell me what’s going on?"
At her question, Cassandra stared for a while before sighing in defeat. She combed back her luscious purple hair, looking out the curtains of the carriage. "Do you think thirty is old?"
"No, why?" Vanessa asked, looking up and down at her friend. "Are you talking about our age?"
Cassandra nodded. freewēbnoveℓ.com
"Thirty? We’re practically adolescents!"
"Then does it make sense my parents are pushing me to get married already?"
Veronica pursed her lips at this question, wondering what to say. In the end, she answered truthfully. "Well, you’re the only child and a woman, so…"
Cassandra sighed at her misfortune. In fact, she wasn’t really an only child. Her father had plenty of mistresses, but her mother’s family was too strong and there was no way her father would let an illegitimate son take over.
That left one option: A grandson.
That meant: Her giving birth, as soon as possible.
Cassandra frowned, rubbing her temple. She knew this, of course, but she didn’t want to believe her whole life was planned so strictly that she didn’t even have a choice on who to wed and when to do so.
That was the rest of her whole life! She was so young!
However, she didn’t have the time to mope for too long as the whole carriage soon shook wildly before abruptly stopping.
Not far away, they heard one of the guards yell out. "A mob!"
"What?" Veronica yelled and her maid opened the curtain for her. There were scores and scores of mobs around them and their guards dutifully guarded their carriage. Unsurprisingly, the beasts that pulled their carriages stayed still, neither helping nor joining the mob—as always.
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