Author POV
"Alaric, could we have made it to the mansion before today ended?"
The small window in front of them slid open from the carriage, revealing half of a woman's face as she glanced down at the man sitting on the driver's bench.
They had left the Inn a while ago and were back on the forest roads. Isabella didn't really have any big problems with this journey, she could even sit comfortably inside. However, even though the couch she sat on was cozy, it could not shake off the uncomfortable feeling that lingered in her heart.
The woman could not deny that she was still thinking about the old beggar's words from earlier.
He suddenly shouted at her, almost cursing, saying that Isabella would die soon.
While Isabella knew that everyone would eventually face death, being told in
