The sound of hooves echoed through the forest as three carriages rushed across at breakneck speed, determined to arrive before the Rosewells.
Helen's guards were on the lookout for any potential threats while she sat in her carriage, her gaze fixed on the road ahead. As they raced towards the inevitable confrontation with the Rosewell family, the tension in the air was palpable.
The three carriages had been hurtling through the winding roads for a day and a half before reaching the crossroads near the Fangspire Mountains.
They would wait and prepare for the inevitable clash with the Rosewells here.
Helen's entourage of mages and guards quickly established a fortified campsite, erecting tents and establishing perimeters.
Meanwhile, she remained inside her carriage, impatiently waiting for the moment she could confront Leah and exact her vengeance.
