A sudden rumble of carriage wheels came from the end of the alley, mixed with the guards’ shouts and the harsh scrape of iron chains dragging across the stone road.The prison cart carrying Eleanor had left the city.When the cart passed by the gates of Earl Wesley’s Residence, Eleanor lifted her eyes. She saw me as well as the bundle in my arms. Her lips trembled violently. In the end, she did not say a word.The prison cart rolled over the stone bridge in the southern district. The rumbling grew fainter and fainter until it turned a corner and disappeared completely.I stood at the doorway, holding Aiden. The wind carried the sweet scent of pastries from the street. Aiden wrinkled his tiny nose and sneezed.I lowered my head and gently wiped the little droplets from his face before turning back into the courtyard. I never said a single word. I had nothing left to say to those people.Logan and Camille were also escorted away that day, sent to guard the northwestern frontier, an
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