The black carriage travelled through the forest, its wheels grinding against the dirt road while the horses clip-clopped in a slow, steady rhythm.
Inside, Ruelle sat with her eyes closed beside Hailey. The latter kept a careful hand behind her friend's back, making sure she didn't lean too far against the seat where the wooden stake still jutted from her wound.
"She looks in pain," Hailey murmured with a frown, her lips pressing into a thin line. "Was it Orpheus who did it?" she asked Kevin quietly, whose expression tightened.
Lucian didn't turn towards them as his gaze remained fixed on Ruelle across from him. She had fallen asleep and he listened to the slow, even rhythm of her breathing while the carriage continued to roll through the forest.
"It was me…" Kevin admitted, shifting uneasily in his seat. Hailey's eyes widened in disbelief as he spoke quietly, "She stepped in front of me suddenly and I failed to stop it."
