The ride back to the palace didn't feel pleasing at all. The air surrounding Ayfara intimidated the coachman who was sitting beside her. His eyes wavered each time she clicked her tongue with a, "tch" sound. Ayfara didn't like the conversation earlier. She wished that old lady didn't say anything. Though not everything is revealed yet, her guts were telling her something unpleasing is about to happen.
"Hey, can't you go any faster?" Ayfara asked the coachman, who slowly turned his head, looking at her. He spoke in fear, "W-we c-can't. I-it's v-violat-ting t-the l-law." Ayfara sighed and slouches on the back of her seat. As much she hated the law, she can't break it.
