Lysara wasn't expecting the group to pass through her father's territory but they had little choice—the fierce storm had fell some trees on the usual path that was also the shortest route back to the capital where the palace was. Fabio had no choice but to turn them around, back through Karlsson territory.
The lady-in-waiting didn't know what to expect and yet she did. It has been well over a year since she last saw her family and she wasn't too elated to see them again.
The cold had gotten to everyone in the party, it seemed. Outside the carriage, the men rode quietly for what seemed like hours without speaking to each other and inside, Giselle seemed too lost in her thoughts with her eyes fixed on nothing.
Whatever troubled her could only be from one source.
