Excitement surged through my veins like wildfire as I began to gather my belongings.
Finally, everything was in order. Father had graciously bestowed his blessings upon me and Roman, and we were truly set to leave this place behind. A part of me had believed that this moment would never come, that I would never return to the life I once knew.
Yet here we were, and I found myself filled with a delightful surprise at my father's willingness to let us go. Had he truly contemplated everything and deemed this the best path forward? Regardless of the reasons, an overwhelming gratitude enveloped me.
As I finished packing the last of my essentials, I noticed the carriage waiting, its polished wooden exterior glinting in the sunlight, ready to carry us through the portal.
I stepped outside with Roman before the open carriage door, while our luggage was carefully loaded. Father stood beside us, flanked by his chief and Irene, whose presence added a comforting warmth to the atmosphere.
