Riding out of the palace gate in her royal carriage, Calista had ordered the coachman to take her somewhere private in Euphrasia, somewhere in the woods where she could be alone without anyone having eyes on her.
Since the coachman was fond of going out from time to time with the carriage, Calista assumed he'd know somewhere safe she could go and contact Azazel. He promised they'd see today, and told her to call for him once she's found a good place for them to meet up.
The snow had coated the houses and stores, and Calista could feel the new year drawing in as most of the Euphrasia clan were out buying things to celebrate the new year happening two days from now.
She smiled at the happy looks on people's faces, feeling lightened on the inside. Even when things aren't perfectly alright, she admired how they found happiness through the smallest things they did.
