New World with Four Husbands

The carriage ride remained silent for almost an hour, the only sound coming from the rocking and bumping of the wooden vehicle as it made its way down the rocky road.

The group sat awkwardly in silence, each occupied with their own thoughts and emotions.

Coco stayed huddled with Konoha, her face still buried in the creature’s belly, her body tense and withdrawn, not bothering to make small small talks with any of them.

The mediators sat silently, stealing glances between each other and at Coco, but none daring to speak or break the silence, especially not after Coco made it clear that she was not in the mood.

However, a sudden knock on the door of the carriage snapped the group out of their thoughts, then followed by someone on the outside of the moving carriage calling out in a deep, velvety voice.

"Coco?"

The unexpected interruption shattered the silence, causing everyone’s attention to turn towards the door.

Coco slowly emerged from the creature’s soft fur and looked up from Konoha’s belly, her eyes narrowing in confusion as she tried to recognize whom the voice belonged to.

"Ah." Coco blinked and let go of Konoha, who jumped to the floor of the carriage with a soft thump, "Excuse me, Zaque. Let me just.."

Zaque raised an eyebrow and was about to ask what Coco meant by what she said, but she suddenly leaned towards him, who was sitting right beside the door, and called out a soft, "Sinclair?"