Chapter 51: Traveller.
"So you both have to work and study." Calhoun questioned while walking back to their place. It was interesting to see how Isabella had adapted to the life there, yet didn't let go of that crown princess attitude of hers.
"Yes. But it's something we both are used to."
Calhoun now got a picture of their life in human world. They weren't rich, nor powerful, but were happy, very happy.
They have to work hard and think twice before spending their money anywhere, but they have something that he doesn't, fun and freedom.
Freedom of being what they are without giving a shit about anyone else.
Reaching back to their place, Calhoun now found two beds under the canopy. It was made of dry grass, but were neatly covered with blankets and Isabella had used sticks to stop them from moving.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
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