Astrid’s POV
The others arrived well into midnight, smelling of smoke with a bit of barbecue stench.
I had sent the cousins, the rider, and his horses to their respective resting places. I left the door open for the last exhausted soldier to crawl in.
My eyes moved towards the quiet carriage standing farther from the house.
The royal advisor must still be in the carriage with the commander. He was most likely dealing with her for her insubordination.
I wanted to peek, but I knew how quickly the tables would turn since we were a duo.
Just then the breeze decided it was my time, and cast a gush of wind my way. I stood outside with only a short-sleeved top and my old dress-skirt. My hands quickly raised to cover my face. From the corner of my eyes, I saw the carriage window’s curtai
