[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: LINE WITHOUT A HOOK~ RICKY MONTGOMERY]
As evening drew near, the carriages that left Morado earlier in the morning stopped to camp for the night so as to continued
their journey the following day. Inside one of the tents, a young girl arranged a bed properly, adding more candles to the small stand.
"All done," Axilla dusted her hands on her dress when she was through with setting the room. They had not been able to get an inn, so they improvised camping just outside someone's farm.
Larel laid the baby who was already sleeping, "I've told you, Axilla, you don't have to do all these. You're no longer a maid." The young woman said, not that she was not grateful. In fact, she was happy that Axilla had decided to join them during the journey, even though she was yet to know the actual reason why Axilla left the palace.
"I'm not doing it as a maid, I'm doing it as your younger sister or friend?" Axilla replied.
