LOGAN'S POV
"Your highness! We finally made it." I heard the coachman happily yell from front of the coach. It was evening already, and I could really do with some nice meal and a warm bed.
"Ahhh..." I stretched my arms and a few cracks were heard. That was expected, considering how cramped up I had been in this coach the whole day. I wondered why they didn't make preparations for a bigger sized coach. My legs could barely stretch themselves out in this small coach. At least, I was grateful it hadn't been a straight journey. We had been delayed for two whole days, due to our coachman's sudden illness, making us take refuge in an interpack guest inn, while waiting for him to get better.
"Don't worry, you would get a better and satisfying stretch once we step down." Uncle Justin managed a
