The journey from Fairns to Barasca was shorter compared to that from Fairns to the capital of Terra, Cresca.
A couple of hours after the Duke's entourage finished having a brief rest for lunch and resumed their journey, they were now passing through the Glasstown River—the clear, glass-like stream that became the landmark to feature Barasca.
Staring outside the window, Joanna recalled the day when she stood facing the man, who was probably staring at the same view as her, as he had fixed his gaze toward the window for a few moments now.
After all the heartwarming yet palpitating conversation and indulgence they had, he did not do more than sit lazily next to her with his hand clasping hers and his head leaning against the back of the chair, as if he knew that it was a relief to her. Less Joanna wanted was Canillas applying the idea for learning and practicing to whatever he had on his head at the moment.
