Raven's POV
The carriage was impossible to ignore now. It was making a beeline for the mansion, kicking up a trail of dust as it rolled forward. As it drew closer, I noticed it wasn't alone. Behind the large, modern-looking carriage were horses with riders in matching liveries. I couldn't help but scoff at the ancient, almost ceremonial feel of the procession. Don’t they have vehicles where they come from?
It didn't feel like an imminent danger, mostly because Darian wasn't agitated. He just looked... worried. A deep kind of worry that made his brow furrow. I felt a pang of sympathy for him. I really hoped it wasn't bad news about his mother; I knew he definitely cared for her.
Darian excused himself and went to his room. When he came back out, he was dressed impeccably in a tailored t
