Chapter Fourteen

I close my eyes while a sigh slips past my lips. Wiping my sweaty palms on my dress I stand up, my legs trembling. Alina stares at me a moment before standing up.

"Are you alright?" She asks softly.

Scrunching my hands in the skirt of my dress I cast my eyes down.

"I'm j-just nervous is a...all," I tell her.

"What do you have to be so nervous about?" She wonders.

"My mother is r-rather intimidating and w-well we argued the l...last time we saw each other," I explain.

"She should be rather happy to see you then, should she not?" She raises a brow at me.

As Alina talks she opens the carriage door stepping out and I follow her.

"I should h-hope so," I respond to her.

I take in my surroundings watching as more people pour out from the parked carriages. They are all smiling, clearly relieved to be home. Though the only thing running through my mind is how my mother is sure to react. I ran away before she could sell me off.

She's going