Assassination failed

Finally, the early winter hunt has arrived. Early in the morning, Jasmine accompanied Joseph in a carriage to the royal tent. Jasmine sat in the carriage, she held in her hand the buttermilk bread that the servant prepared, and ate it slowly. This is her breakfast. Jasmine looked at Joseph sitting across from her, still sleepy. Eyes closed, seemingly taking advantage of the short time to sleep a little more. Jasmine knew what she meant, she did not make strong movements, to avoid affecting Joseph. His work is already busy, it's okay to rest a little more.