In an hour, the carriage finally came to a stop.
WHUMMM... CREAK...
During the whole journey, Leon had been receiving killer looks from the red and purple mixed-haired woman sitting directly in front of him. Aria's crimson eyes never wavered, filled with contempt and disgust that she made no effort whatsoever to conceal.
She really hates me. Fine. I don't care what she thinks.
Once the carriage stopped, Aria exited first with practiced grace, stepping down onto the cobblestone path with military precision.
Then Leon was roughly pushed out, flanked by the two officers who had been gripping his arms like he was a dangerous prisoner throughout the entire ride. Their hands tightened as they forced him forward.
THUD!
