Three carriages following one after the another into that lonely trail in the woods. The sun is about to set and it's getting so cold while on their way to the north. Nina woke up from her sleep when the carriage went into the pothole making a loud cracking noise.
In her half-closed eyes, she looked at Theodore, sitting opposite to her.
"What happened?"
"You sleep like a giant sloth," he remarked.
That made her frown, she sat up and patted her cheeks.
"Where are we?" she mumbled.
"On our way," he smiles.
"How long have I been sleeping?" she asks.
"Ever since you sat in that place?"
"Oh," Nina looked down in surprise.
"I didn't sleep last night, I was anxious," Nina reasoned.
"I can understand, I heard movement all night,"
"When will we reach there?"
"Probably in the night,"
"Oh," Nina scowls.
"I think the coachman needs some rest," Theodore said and moved to the door. He asked him to stop as they moved out of the cliff.
