Recognizing the Bloodline (2)

The road to the temple was bumpy as they had to pass through the mountain. Despite the carriage being reinforced with many magic barriers for stability, Arianell occasionally jumped when the wheels crushed the stone on the ground.

"Relax, if someone saw you, they would think I have kidnapped you," the Duchess told her.

Arianell swallowed her tears and shut her mouth tight, even though it was exactly the situation she was in. Before she could react, she only remembered being stuffed into the carriage by the matriarch from Taranis.

"Look, you can see the temple from here," the old woman lifted the curtains.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency…" Arianell tried to ask the question.

"When will you finally drop the honorifics?" The duchess responded unhappily. "I told you to call me grandma."

"That's a bit…" The silver-haired girl sighed. Even if they were related, she felt a bit inappropriate.