Wisp of Danger On The Road

The ride was a bit bumpy, especially with the hired carriage.

Since the custom Family carriages that had been brought to Genhuis City had been taken by Stylla and her brother who were going about their individual business, Daggs had had to resort to finding a replacement.

One that was above a certain set of standards at least.

Skullius was fine with it, but Terese...

She kept throwing a fit, cursing at Stylla and her brother.

The two guards in the carriage could only remain silent and wear serious expressions to mask the uncomfortable presence that this spoiled brat leaked with each and every one of the gripes she hurled at Daggs about the carriage.

The poor man could only nod while accepting that it was his fault. It was indeed his fault that he made do with what he could find for this trip to happen.

It was his fault for trying his best to do a job he felt he was lacking in.

Yes, he was at fault.