The carriage continued for several more minutes in relative silence, the steady rhythm of wheels on the road providing a soothing backdrop. Then Rosaria straightened, her expression becoming more serious.
"Brunhilde." She said, her tone shifting. "Please put up a seal. I don't want our words reaching outside this carriage."
Brunhilde nodded before raising her hand, and golden words began forming in the air around them. The letters glowed brilliantly before dissolving into a shimmering barrier that spread across the interior of the carriage. The sounds from outside, the rumble of other carriages, the marching of soldiers, and the calls of merchants all became muffled and distant.
Once the seal settled into place, Rosaria leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. Her crimson gaze swept across each of them in turn. Marie's curious expression, Joseph's anticipation, Janus's nervous look, Brunhilde's calm smile, and finally Reinhard's steady composure.
