“Are you sure that it’s okay for you to ride there sir Asther?” Claire asked the assassin who, decided to sit on top of the carriage.
“It’s fine. This way I can have a better view of the surroundings. It’ll also be easier for me to kill anyone who attempts an ambush.”
“It’d also be easier for you to give a signal to the bandits.”
“Octavia.” Claire reprimanded, making her knight scratch the back of her head.
“Fine.” Was all that Octavia said as she entered the carriage.
“We’ll stop moving once it begins to get dark. You don’t have to worry about doing anything. My men will prepare a suitable sleeping space for you.” Claire added.
“I appreciate the offer but, like I said, I already have my own things prepared.” Asther touched his bag with his left hand.
It’s a good thing that Asth
