The desert air felt increasingly hot, with a dry wind blowing from a distance.
Along the way, the sky looked hot and cloudless, as if there was nowhere to hide from the scorching sun.
The carriage creaked slowly, shaking their bodies every time the wheels rolled over a large rock, but remained stable thanks to Zayn's skill in guiding the vehicle.
Inside the carriage, Claire sat with a heart filled with curiosity, but also a little anxious. She occasionally glanced at Eliza and Zayn who were sitting across from her.
Meanwhile, Ethan sat next to Claire, his eyes focused on the wide road ahead of them, although his hand that was outstretched to the carriage handle still showed caution.
Claire felt that the atmosphere of this trip was so different from what she had ever imagined.
Every conversation that happened felt full of riddles, and the longer it went on, she felt like she was part of a story that she didn't fully understand.
