Ivy sat in a carriage with Scarlet and a man introduced as Scarlet's guard. It had been quiet since they left the hotel and Ivy could not take the silence anymore. "Do you get along well with Ian? I hope he isn't too much for you to handle. He used to be a quiet boy but there were times he gave a lot of trouble."
"We get along well. He might be too talkative at times and always wants to be near, but it doesn't bother me. His ways have brought me out of my comfort space and let me experience new things. If you could scold him when he speaks too much, that would be lovely," Scarlet replied.
Scarlet glanced at Ivy's hand in her lap. She hadn't stopped playing with her fingers since they sat down. "Did you come to me first because you wanted my help to get close to Ian? If I were in his shoes and my mother suddenly came back to town, I would not want to speak to her right away."
