I suppressed a yawn as I stared out the window of the carriage, keeping an eye out while fighting off my drowsiness.
It's the 2nd of March, 1032, a couple of days later, and I was currently on the journey back to Septen. After I scared the Princess into staying quiet and behaving herself, she kept her mouth shut and didn't step out of line.
She was in a pretty foul mood, glaring at me fiercely every time our eyes met. But since she didn't actually say or do anything, I was happy to ignore it and relax for the rest of our stay in Orien.
Yesterday, Consillia showed up at the hotel around 10 AM and informed us that we'd be leaving Orien that afternoon, around 3 PM or so. That was yesterday, and we departed without much of a delay.
