Clop!
Clop!
Clop!
The rhythmic sound of the two horses pulling the carriage filled the air, their hooves striking the ground in unison.
The faint creak of the wheels followed, reacting precisely to the commands of the coachman.
It looked like a simple, unassuming carriage, but its speed was anything but normal.
Add to that the clear layers of stealth magic woven around it, and it was evident that this was no ordinary ride.
Despite the curiosity such a peculiar setup might spark, my mind was elsewhere.
Specifically, on the searing pain still radiating from my cheek.
I got slapped…
Instinctively, I reached up to touch the stinging side of my face, wincing slightly as the heat from the strike still lingered.
Hours had passed since Alice's hand connected with my right cheek, yet it felt as if her indignation was branded into my skin.
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