|Mirrielle Elizabeth Rivantroz|
“Are you sure you are fine now?”
I gave Lorenzo a small smile, to ensure him that he should not worry about my situation.
“Yes, I’m fine now, Renzo,”
He stared at me for a few seconds. I sighed when I knew what he was already thinking.
“Really. I was just…in a state of shock that day when the ambush happened. Don’t worry,”
He remained silent. My shoulder sagged and shifted in my position to face him.
“You told me you have some important errands to attend to? Why not go there in this instance?”
“Maybe I’ll reschedule it tomorrow,” he finally finds his voice to answer. But I grimaced upon hearing his response.
“Why not right now? You could use your carriage. I will move back to the caravan—”
“No. That’s not going to happen. I’ll stay here and
