บท 119: Departure

The sun had barely begun to dip behind the horizon, casting long, cold shadows across the snow-covered landscape, when the carriage came to a screeching halt. My pulse quickened, and I glanced out of the window, frowning. The horses pawed at the snow, their breath misting in the cold air. The driver muttered curses under his breath, and before I knew it, he was out of the seat, inspecting the carriage.

"Damn it, of course, it breaks down now," Eryx grumbled, his voice laced with frustration. I turned to him as he leaned against the side of the carriage, his arms crossed.

"It would have been fine if you hadn't insisted on taking this damned route," Cohnal remarked from the other side, sounding far too smug for my liking. His eyes glinted with amusement. "But I warned you. We should have stayed on the main roads."