#CHAPTER 44: Carnea

MILA We left bright and early the next morning, before even the sun had risen. Felix had one of the royal drivers take us, and Mrs. Raven sent us off with freshly-baked muffins and coffees. The drive to the coast was long and winding, about five hours by car. We had to go through one of the major mountain ranges, the Dragon’s Teeth (I had laughed at the name, and Felix sheepishly told me it was part of the old Fresonian folklore), and then down through farmland to the seaside. It was beautiful to watch the sunrise over the mountaintops. The countryside of Fresonia was stunning–as soon as we got out of the city, the terrain turned to patchworks of grass, with large trees sloping over the roads. The sky was as blue as I’d ever seen it. Somewhere on our descent down the mountains, I started to drift asleep. Felix shifted in the backseat, allowing my head to roll onto his chest. He stroked my hair as I closed my eyes, wondering if I had ever felt more peaceful.