Ezra's POV
As I felt the touch, I flinched, because only Vian and I were in the carriage.
I quickly looked inside and found Vian was looking outside from the window and was still at his seat.
But I was still feeling a hand on my back. I glanced around and tried to move. I pressed my back against the seat.
"Hiss"
As I heard that hiss, I immediately knew it had come from beside me, and eventually that hand came out from my back.
I was staring hard beside me but didn't see anyone nor found anything. Was that my illusion or something?
I shook off that feeling and just rested my head on the back seat, because it would be better if I took some sleep. That's why I closed my eyes.
"Why are you sleeping?"
I snapped open my eyes and looked. Vian was still looking out, and the voice I heard just now was not Vian's.
It was some kind of similar voice, but I didn't know whose.
