The sun had set many hours ago by the time Jocelynn's carriage approached its destination in the Vale of Mists.
When they'd all piled back into the carriage in Maeril, she'd intended to stay awake the entire way to Vale City. She wanted to see every bit of the journey her sister had taken to reach her new home, from the forest she'd walked through to the towering defensive walls Nyrielle's carriage had carried her past…
She wanted to understand, as much as she could, the lengths that her sister had gone to in order to survive that night, and how far her will and determination to find the person who betrayed her had carried her.
Unfortunately, it was almost dark by the time they left Maeril, even with the speed they'd gained thanks to Ollie's witchcraft. By the time they passed the stone marker displaying a warning about leaving the safety of the march behind, it was already too dark to see any details beyond a few trees faintly illuminated by the carriage's lanterns.
