" Are you going to remain seated here, or are you going to move?" Ryan asked
" Y-yes, I apologize." I stuttered and slowly moved away.
After I did, Ryan stood up and moved to the door.
" Where are you going?" I asked, shocked.
" Fetching my bag." he replied curtly.
" Oh, okay." I thought he was going to leave the carriage because of that awkward moment that now. In any case, Why was my heart fluttering at the thought that perhaps he does not hate me as much as I thought he did?
I peeked through the carriage curtain.
He picked up the bag from the ground but didn't come immediately he called his assistant and said something to him.
The whole time, the assistant looked very pink. After the brief discussion, Ryan turned to enter the carriage again, but then the assistant called him.
" S-sir." he said
" Yes?"
" Earlier, I-I didn't see anything." As he said, his face was as red as a tomato.
" Alright. It's fine, We are leaving now." Ryan stated and entered the carriage.
After Ryan entered the carriage, we immediately set off.
The first few hours of the trip were quite awkward. We did not have anything to say to each other and I mean, anything. And while, I was trying too hard, thinking about what to talk about, It seemed, Ryan did not even seem to be bothered. He was looking out the window.
(Horse cries! Carriage abruptly stops.)
" What's going on?" Ryan asked immediately as the carriage stopped.
" Ah, your highness, we seem to have encountered a little problem."
" What is it?" Ryan asked
" There was a snake on the road and the horse got afraid so, they were hard to control for a minute and the carriage moved awkwardly leading to us losing a wheel." the carriage coach explained.
" Okay, then use a spare wheel and let us be on our way." Ryan said resting on his head on the carriage.
" Ah, your highness..." The carriage coach started.
" What?" Ryan asked
" We don't have a spare wheel. We did not bring one." the carriage coach explained anxiously.
" What?! How are we trading without a spare wheel?" Ryan exploded.
This was a rarity, I had never seen him this angry.
" I'm sorry, your highness." the carriage coach said panicked.
" You-"
" R-Ryan, I mean, your highness- it's okay." I tried to reassure him, because I was feeling sorry for the carriage coach.
" We can figure something out." I said
" Sir, is there anything else we can do?" I asked the carriage coach.
" N-nothing much ma'am. We can only wait for someone to come with the spare wheel or we can spend the night here." The carriage coach said.
" No. We are not spending the night here." Ryan said sternly.
" Your Highness..."
" Ms Charlotte, we are not spending the night here. You are not spending the night here." he said.
" Yes, but there's nothing we can do! It's almost night evening anyway." I said.