The ride towards the hunter guild was quiet, the silence only broken by the occasional rattle of the carriage wheel or the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground outside.
Sinclair had his gaze fixated on the road outside the window, his eyes focused on the path that they passed by.
Coco, on the other hand, alternated between looking outside the window and stealing glances at Sinclair, the information she received just a moment ago still stuck in her mind.
I still can't believe I'm friends with important people like the village chief and the mercenary king.. Both who also happen to be hybrids.. Coco thought, her eyes wandering back to the carriage window and looking out, chewing on the dead skin of her lower lip.
The carriage continued to move forward and then, after a while, it slowly rattled to a halt, the sound of the horses nickering and the wheels grinding against the ground announcing their arrival.
