The carriage continued towards the bridge connecting the island to the mainland. Ivana and Nicholas prayed silently to cross the bridge. That was the first checkpoint.
An inconspicuous carriage, looking no different from a transport carriage, continued on the road. The couch driver is calm and composed with a lady who seems like the hard worker's wife.
Behind their carriage, several barrels stood, swaying slightly from the rocking motion of the wheels on the rough roads. No one could guess people as dignified as the Duke and Duchess of Darkhaven were in them. It seemed like the perfect escape.
A group of knights rode past them, going in the direction of one of the Darkhaven's residents. "Hurry, they had escaped the main residence." The commander's voice echoed. The lady in the carriage tensed a bit but was still keeping up the concerned facade.
