Chapter 81: Entering the Netherlands
Alfonso had no choice but to accept travelling on horseback with them. At least his security was better; if only his carriage had not broken down at the town gates, he would not have been in this situation.
The door opened, and Abrielle’s attention was drawn to Cedric, who just got inside the carriage and sat by her side. "What did Alfonso want?" She asked Cedric.
"He wanted a free ride because his carriage was sabotaged," Cedric answered, a little frown appeared on Abrielle’s face as she pulled her brows together. That was suspicious; if there was one person she could never trust, it was Alfonso.
"And you allowed him." Abrielle stated, "What kind of brother will I be if I leave my brother to freeze in the cold." Cedric self-righteously said, making it seem like he gave a fuck if Alfonso lived or died.
"Were you the one that sabotaged it?" Abrielle blurted, surprised by Cedric’s goodwill. The carriage started to move again as it seemed the blockage had been moved.
Cedric’s eyes sparkled with mischief. "As much as I would have loved to, I was too busy to sabotage him." He answered, which was the truth; a long sigh left Abrielle’s lips, and then she glanced to the window. He knows what he is doing, so she should not bother herself about him.
The carriage continued to move in the thick snow, the wheels creaking on the difficult terrains. The guards rode side by side with the carriage. Their horses softly ran their hooves through the snow.
They were about to enter the dangerous creek forest that was plagued by ghouls at night and thieves at day. Cedric’s entourage was particularly eye-catching so all the guards had to be on the lookout the entire ride to avoid any attacks.
Alfonso’s eyes were glaring hard at Cedric’s carriage; he wasn’t raised like Cedric, who was used to the harsh weather conditions. So, riding on a horse for a long journey was not suited for him. His hand holding the reins were very cold despite having gloves on.