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Soon after.
The carriage finally stopped. Hong managed to grip the horse leash and pull them to stop. He hurt his palm from pulling the reins too tight. The wound that was still bleeding a little made him moan. But he thought in such a state of panic situation he was doing great. He managed to pull himself up and took over the reins.
But, where is this?
It was dark, there was only a small house at the end of the road. His brother's entourage didn't catch up with him. Did the carriage run that far?
Hong poked his head out of the carriage. He was so scared but he had to see where he was. He pulled out a small dagger from his sleeves, which his Father gave him for his protection. Pulled it out of its sheath, ready to protect himself while he got off the carriage. Slowly, he steps his foot outside. Carefully with his eyes wide open at the surroundings.
