DOVE
The Carriage raced and tumbled with an exhilarating frenzy that excited my senses. Freya claimed it to be an enchanted carriage, infused with potent magic that shielded us from the outside world's chaotic changes.
The enchantment normally stifled the carriage's sway and juggle, eradicating any external sounds. However, I found that unsettling. The blissful ignorance of my surroundings didn't sit well with me. So, I convinced Dorian to lessen the charm's intensity, allowing us to hear the outside world without sacrificing our comforts.
"It's eerily quiet out there," I remarked to Freya, who lounged on plush fluffy white cushions.
"Like those four have anything interesting to discuss. But it is strange that Caspian is silent," she pondered, her voice trailing off into a yawn.
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