After a lot of coaxing, she was finally able to send off the troublesome little devil. She waved at him next to her door, watching his retreating back.
"Ahhh, now I'm feeling guilty deceiving him like this," she scratched her head and walked inside. She swiftly packed all her stuff she might need and softly cupped Fynn in her hands.
"Baby, mommy and you are going to travel far. I hope you can wake up soon," she mumbled and placed him softly in her pocket. She even placed a soft nest of fur she found under him to keep him warm and cozy.
By afternoon a summon came from her father. She held all her bags and rushed out. There was one guarding him, and there was not even a single sighting of servants on the way. She knew that this was her father's way of protecting the news of her departure, yet still she felt quite lonely.
