Two months had passed since Vivian was kicked out of his house.
From that night onward, his life no longer belonged to him. He was taken away…no, abducted…by Charlotte.
They traveled far from the Indrath Empire, crossing lands Vivian had never seen.
Charlotte flew without rest, carrying him through the skies until they reached the Reph Kingdom, a small and quiet place on the far eastern edge of the continent of Elora.
It was nothing like the empire. The kingdom was small, forgotten, and peaceful in a strange way.
Charlotte bought a small house in a village where very few people lived.
Those who stayed there survived through farming and raising animals. No one asked questions.
No one cared who they were or where they came from. That suited Charlotte just fine.
The house was modest. One bedroom, a kitchen, and a small hall.
That hall was where Vivian and Charlotte spent most of their time.
The walls were plain, the floor rough, but it kept out the cold and rain.
