The road was bumpy and long, but that wasn't a problem for the draft horses pulling the carriage along, as they seemed completely unaffected, comfortable even.
But inside the carriage was a completely different story, as every bump they went over threw them into the air only for gravity to bring them right back down again
They had been traveling for what felt like five hours now, which they knew only by the fact that the sun was slowly setting, bringing forth the beautiful stars illuminated by the night.
The seven moons framing the night sky.
And funny enough, it was only when night fully took the sky that the woman in Skylar's lap awoke, not through the shaking of the carriage or the sound of two extra people joining them, but when the moons fully touched the sky.
"Oooh, good morning, honey, have we arrived yet?" As the woman rose, her long, dark brown hair fell, covering her face in the tangled-up braids that were somehow natural.
