Maybe because of releasing a little of the grievance in her heart, Isla's body completely shut down. Even if her mind was telling her to be awake throughout the journey, her body was that of a pregnant woman. She just gave birth to a watermelon-sized baby and rested for a few hours which was not safe for her body.
Kaiser looked at her, sleeping on his shoulder, and then looked at her snoring son. He laughed softly at the uncanny resemblance both had to one another. ''I guess I should I say like mother like son.''
Since everything was good, Kaiser leaned his head on the headrest and closed his eyes while both mother and son used his body as a cushion to sleep. The quiet carriage wheeled out of the capital.
After a few stops at different inns, three days later, they finally reached their destination; Asta village. It was also the home of the empress and kaiser.
