Chapter 163: Storm in the mountains
Abrielle’s bad luck struck again, the horses lost control and ran straight into the storm. The sky turned dark with heavy clouds hanging above, it was so dark that it was hard to believe this was noon.
They were still a bit far from the mountains, and the capital was hours away. By now, there was no turning back, but this was still safer than the rest who got caught up in the storm while ascending the narrow roads of the mountains.
The ride was chaotic, the horses running rampage into the storm that blew in the forest, making visibility hard. They could not turn back and could only advance.
The couch man’s grip tightened on the reins as he tried to control the horses. Zoltana, who was seated in front, silver eyes narrowed. Instinctively she knew there was something wrong about the storm.
"Is there any inn or town nearby?" Zoltana shouted to enable the couch man to hear her in the storm. "I think there is one close by but it is off track on our route." The couch man explained that this would delay their journey a bit, but it was important to ensure the royal family’s safety.
The carriage took a sharp turn, changing its route. If not for the fact the carriage was made from very durable materials and had secretly been enforced by Cedric’s subtle magic, by now, it would have collapsed.
The more they diverted from their route, the weaker the storm was; going off course was a good idea, but the ride was still bumpy.
Abrielle felt like throwing up. The truth was that the magnitude of the storm in the forest was nothing compared to the mountains, so her life was not in danger in any way, but it felt like she was not going to survive this ride.
Everything around her was spinning with the carriage shaking; her face grew pale, and she was overwhelmed by the discomfort. It skipped her attention, the faint sparks that lit on her skin as Cedric held her protectively in his arms.