Chapter 281: [Bonus - ] My Past
With their wedding over, Taro and Krisha went ahead and left Ebodia to make their way back to Valcrez. They would’ve liked to stay for Dani’s wedding too, but it would seem that they had too little time for them already. That, and they at least had their permission to leave and supposedly enjoy their honeymoon early before Taro had to disappear on Krisha for his mission.
In all honesty, Krisha thought that they didn’t have to leave early anyway. They had more than enough time to see Dani’s wedding along with Queen Mineah and King Nikolai. In fact, they really should’ve done that in the first place.
"Are you sure this can’t wait?" she couldn’t help but ask Taro as they rode on their horse together. They first travelled in his mist form and then they had a stopover and Taro got them a horse. "I know this is important, but couldn’t we have at least waited a day more?"
"Unfortunately, my schedule cannot be amended now," Taro sighed as he held onto her hand. "I asked King Nikolai before we left if I could spare another day to stay and see our friends’ wedding, but it would seem that my lack of presence cannot be postponed any longer."
"I just wished we could see them being happy like they did for us," she mumbled. "I feel bad for leaving."
Krisha sighed along with her new husband. Despite everyone’s well wishes, she still felt guilty for leaving. Well, there was nothing for her to do anything about it since they were already on the road. Whatever it was that Taro wanted to show her, she was sure that it would be worth it.
"Where are we going anyway?" she asked.
"To my hometown," Taro replied. "It was a place that was once a thriving tribe before Devon went and destroyed it during one of his many conquests. I’ve already told you about it, but I want to share this with you now. To perhaps help me put this place behind me."
Krisha blinked as her chest tightened. This complete show of trust almost made her want to smile if not for the fact that where they were going was most likely going to be a more solemn place. She didn’t know what it looked like now, but she could only assume that it wasn’t going to be pretty.