(Luciana POV)
"Lucy! Where are you? "My eyes widen as I heard my mother's face.
"Mother? Mother!" I shouted as I turned to a familiar face. A face I haven’t seen in years.
"There you are! Your father and brother are waiting by the carriage! Come on! Fast fast"
It was then that I realized what I was wearing. A three-forth frilled frock which I used to wear before ascending the sword.
"What are you staring at!? Come one. We will be late"
The scene felt familiar but I couldn’t understand what was happening. So I obeyed and followed her to the front yard where a carriage was parked.
Colour drained from my face as I saw it. It was the same grant carriage that my family has last traveled. The one that came back home in destroyed and brunt pieces.
"Mom... doesn't go" I grabbed her dress
