"My lord, shall we take a break?" asked the coachmen as the young girl started to cry again stating she was hungry and did not want to have the packed food.
"Yes, please stop the carriage near an inn." He did not hesitate for a second when his princess demanded that she eat proper food and lay in a soft bed. He was holding her all the time in his arms to make sure that she was comfortable but even then she looked worn out.
"It had already been a day. It is normal for kids to feel uneasy sitting in the same position all day." said Cassey looking at the panicked look in his eyes even she was feeling sore all over.
"Momma, hold me." she raised her hands towards Cassey and looked at her with misty eyes when Casey picked up her daughter.
Tyrone felt empty instantly. As if he had lost a part of him. He glared at the woman who coild not let go of a single chance to wound him but she just frowned at his snide look.
