-Grace-
I didn’t understand what Will meant by saying we were going home. We had no home. Will was technically not even supposed to be in Etheria, but here he was, and I was on the horse with him, heading to a place I had no idea about.
We rode through a small city. People stopped and watched us but didn’t say much, likely because we looked rather out of place. Will resembled a caveman, and I looked like a nun he had kidnapped.
We would surely be talked about, but even if my father came after us one day, he couldn’t tear us apart. In the eyes of God, we were now husband and wife, and nothing could change that—until death did us part, that was the only thing that could change it.
“Will, just tell me where we’re going,” I said.
“We’re almost there,” he replied.
We arrived at a small
