[Aditya's POV]
Clop-clop~
Clop-clop~
The rhythmic pounding of hooves echoed along the forest, the creaking of the wooden wheels mixing with the soft jingle of harnesses as the carriage rolled onward.
Creak!
Squeak~
Clop-clop~
The steady motion was accompanied by the faint rustle of the horses' breath and the soft whisper of the reins being pulled taut. The sound of distant wheels on the road grew louder with each passing moment, the air vibrating with the steady pace of travel.
Inside the carriage, I sat with sleeping Fenrir on my lap, and Princess Amba sitting in front of me with her face still drawn with grief.
