The journey to Voxprime was full of silence. Only the hoofs of horses, the sound of the wheels of a horse-drawn carriage, and the sounds of the animals at night filled the silence.
Theodoric was still holding Derion in confusion and anger at Ivy. To him, Ivy deserved his silence over what had just happened. He could even clearly remember how the two of them had sex. The expressions on their faces made his heart stab.
Ivy herself was still busy with her thoughts. Either she wanted to start a conversation or remained silent as Theodoric had kept him quiet.
"I am sorry," Ivy said, finally starting to speak. "Let me carry Derion, Theo."
But Theodoric didn't even move. He remained silent, staring straight ahead as he took a few deep breaths. Tears even spilled out after recalling what happened just now.
Ivy watched him and noticed the tears Theodoric was quickly wiped away. He had thought Ivy would never see him first.
