The journey continued, the carriage creaking and swaying gently as it rolled over the uneven forest path. The trees were towering around them, their branches intertwining to form a green, leafy canopy that allowed only patches of sunlight to filter through. The dappled sunlight danced across the path, creating a serene, almost magical atmosphere. The rhythmic sound of the horse hooves echoed around them, blending with the rustling of leaves and distant calls of birds hidden high above in the foliage.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was far from the peace of the forest around them. Rhea sat beside Mikhailis, her eyes full of admiration as she showered him with compliments.
"Milord, you were just so wonderful this morning. Honestly, I can't help but think how lucky we all are to have you with us," she said dreamily, her head tilting as she gazed at him.
Estella, seated on the other side of Mikhailis, let out a small laugh, shaking her head slightly.
