The past

On quite some time, Linda had been acting strange lately. Her eyes have been observing far ahead, not minding the road ahead when she was taking the reign. Casting his eyes on her, Alastor snapped his fingers to spite her conscience back on the road. It appeared that it works when she flinches and shook her head.

“Is there something you want share?” Alastor asked.

“It’s nothing. I didn’t have enough sleep, that’s all.”

“You sure? Why don’t you let me take the handle for now? Just rest inside and have Ken stay here instead.”

Linda refuses his offer.

“Don’t worry about me,” She exclaimed. “You’ve been reigning most of the time, allow me to return the favor.”

“If you say so.”

Alastor closed his eyes with his back against the carriage.

Linda shook her head and decline the thought of their unfortunate meeting. It was undeniably an odd coincidence for them to meet up.