Edwina
The trip back to Avalor turned into an endurance test because there was just one horse left to draw the wrecked chariot. The damaged carriage moaned with disapproval, its wheels resonating with the fatigue of the chase we had abandoned.
Closer to the gates of Avalor, My eyes flicked back and forth between our objective on the horizon and the increasing cloud of dust that indicated Edward and his men's unrelenting advance.
The crisp night air had a hint of impending danger, and I could feel my heart palpating with anxiety. But fear didn't stop me; on the contrary, it strengthened my drive.
The gates of Avalor stood enticingly close, even with the exhaustion that set in. The hunt was getting closer with every heartbeat, and every second seemed to drag on forever.
My senses perk
