Aristia left her room and headed to the parlour.
She took a deep breath before nodding to the guards to open the door.
The guard opened the door and Aristia stepped in, then he closed the door behind her.
The whole family was there in the parlour, sitting on the same couch and staring at her.
"Tia," Wilson called her name in a stern tone.
Aristia looked up at him. "Yes, papa?"
Wilson's face still was unsmiling, but it had softened compared to before.
"Why did you go past the border? You're not usually so irresponsible." He asked calmly.
[I don't know if he already knows about the mythical land, but I can't tell him about it. I don't know what he'll do if he finds out about it. I can't take any chances.]
Aristia took a second before she replied, sticking with the story she had formed. "I didn't know that would happen, that I would slip and hit my head on the rock. I just wanted to see what the other forest was like."
