The howling sound of an animal is heard in the distance, the sun hasn't risen yet, the fog is still lingering in the ambiance and the eerie darkness is getting cleared slowly as the sun rises in the sky's arena.
Sylvia looks at Nina who's dressed in one of her regular clothes and asks, "Do I look like royalty now?"
"How can I say no, you're a royalty to me, but people who see you for the first time won't recognize you, I believe," Sylvia answers and ties the knots on her back.
"I have been asking silly questions because I am quite nervous," Nina admitted.
"I doubt that to me you are so brave,"
"Maybe," Nina huffs with a smile. "I heard we will cross the biggest river in the Sinatra, I can't wait to see it,"
Sylvia took the sack in her hands as they heard the neighing of the horse outside.
"Can we trust that coachman?" Sylvia asks as they come out of the room.
