Returning to Kyre feels like going home. For real.
Lavinia sleeps most of the time, in Alexander's arms or with Kate. We're travelling slow, not to bother the little ball. It's the complete opposite of when we travelled north for the first time.
I'm not running towards unknown lands. I'm not afraid of the future. And I'm not in the same carriage as my husband.
It was a painful decision, but I preferred to ride in the same carriage as Kate and Lavinia. The maids take turns and join us, switching places at every break.
Breaks are frequent, maybe thanks to the distance between Alexander and me. But I need a stop to feed Lavinia. I can't do it in motion.
It takes forever, but we eventually reach Stoneyard.
