Fifty-Four:
Princess Ashden
We had to travel on foot to Continuar now. The car was gone, Haven’s wing had been injured, and I couldn’t fly while pregnant. Bretta offered to let us use her portal to get there but since my uncle was trying to kill me, I didn’t think that would be a good idea. Neither did Haven. We wanted to arrive in Continuar undetected, so we had a better chance of getting in without being killed by anyone once we’d arrived.
It would be longer to get there on foot. But in the long run, it would be safer for the two of us. My morning sickness still plagued me, so that would be something we would have to contend with. “I hate this,” I said, after our third day of walking. Every so often, I had to stop to throw up.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “when we get to the next town, w
