Terra's warning continued to haunt her thoughts from the early rays of dawn to the pitch deathly darkness of the night.
When she left, her silhouette slowly blending into the distant twilight, and as Tilina boarded back inside, the carriage embarking once more, Eshwlyn thought—or perhaps had hoped—that she had seen movement, a flash of magic, salvation… but when she looked again, Terra had disappeared.
Alone once more.
"What has the Magus told you?" Tilina asked, still a little disgruntled by the interruption.
"Nothing that I do not already know," Eshwlyn responded, those trembling, pleading words still resounding in her head. "That the life of a Knight would truly suit me best."
Short chapter today. Sry, was busy. :P