Back to the present~
Eleanora shook her head as she breathed in the cold breeze and sighed.
'Again…those weird voices and memories.'
Then her eyes moved to her injured hands and her mood turned serious as she concentrated on healing her injuries.
'Brayden is the Crown Prince's aid,'
'He can't be that dumb to believe them and hand over the box so easily.'
'And we are going back to the place from where we ran off…'
'Thus, he must have a plan on his mind.'
Eleanora chose to believe Brayden as she took another deep breath and the assassins continued to chase them.
After all, Noah was the one whom Cathain had told to take the box and run.
But then Noah sent her away with Brayden after Cathain left.
They must have planned something.
