Chapter 7 - Return To The Silcia Manor (1/2)

A few days later~

In the shabby and worn-down village, the sound of hooves was resonating wildly. A beautiful jeweled carriage made it's way into view. The carriage was laden with silver lining and gold ornaments. Even the white horses were majestically decorated. In the desolate village, this was really a sight to behold.

From a house not so far away, Iris was gazing at the horse carriage, sighing softly. She knew that the time to return was near, but who knew it would be this early?

She watched as the driver made her way to her mother and talked to her, most likely relaying the orders of her father. She made one last trip to the house of Rivas to inform him of her departure and his next move. She also forced some money out of him in passing. He was in tears seeing her leave with his money. It would be most likely some time before they could meet again.

As for the matter of the Assassin's group, she didn't have to worry for some time. Because according to her memory, a huge internal conflict was about to start in the organization due to some sort of treasure. The fighting that broke out spilled alot of blood and the organization was disunited. Since they would be too busy bustling about their own matters, they wouldn't care for Rivas. And that would be the perfect time for him to return and grow roots and build a solid foundation in the capital.

After some packing, Iris and Riya bade farewell to the village chief and set towards the carriage. Riya was confused and anxious upon the sudden invite but Iris reassured her that nothing would happen, at least to her.

The driver was standing beside the carriage looking extremely impatient, and as they entered, he scowled at Riya and hurried her in an extremely disrespectful tone.

”This humble one is a very busy person, asking Miss Vinsa to hurry up!” He didn't even address her as 'Mistress' of the Silcia family, but rather as a Miss of the Vinsa family, showing the height of disregard he had for them.

Riya didn't say anything, but Iris's eyes turned cold.

How dare this man mistreat her mother this way!

As both of them got in, the driver went up to the front to drive the horses. But just as he sat, he felt an invisible force compel him, as he fell headfirst on the ground!

Feeling the wave of pain and dizziness strike him as blood dripped from his head, he slowly got up and angrily looked around to see who was the culprit, so he could pound them to death for pushing him! But after looking far and wide, no-one entered his sight. As he confusedly looked here and there, his line of sight went towards the two women in the carriage.

But those two looked so frail and malnourished, how could they have the strength to push a grown man such as him off the carriage? It seemed impossible.