Rockshire was true to its name. On the way to the manor of the duke, they passed through many small mountains. All the houses in the city were made of stone and, the stones of different shapes and sizes.
It was so amazing how they were put together to make beautiful structures that were eye-catching and strong.
The whole time Silja's eyes were glued out of a small window. Mira, who was sitting opposite her, was fiddling her fingers nervously. From the moment she put her foot on this land she was having bad feelings.
Her legs were tapping lightly on the wooden floor of the carriage without making any obvious noises. But her face remained calm on the surface. She knew she couldn't show any kind of weakness as the personal maid of the princess.
Any mistakes and things will be difficult for her precious princess.
With them by Silja's side was sitting Lady Helen.
The woman was calm all the way, just simply observing a foreign human princess.
