Once she had sorted out her thoughts, Faina understood her situation. Over the past week, the changing time of sunset had proved they were traveling north. Several times, she had heard the sound of waves. There were several coastal mountain roads between Metz and the Evergreen Corridor, which proved the convoy was also traveling west. It was very likely passing through several provinces along the Noble Inland Sea west of the Flower Leaf Territory, heading for a port there before taking a ship to the Imperial Capital.
Day after day passed. Life in the darkness was enough to drive a normal person mad, let alone with the enormous fear buried in her heart. Most of the time, she drew up her legs, buried her head against her knees, and curled up in the corner of the prison wagon with her arms around herself, as though that could make her feel a little safer. A day earlier, the convoy had briefly stopped in Naka, a small town on a plateau east of Fatan Port. During the stop, she had figured out where she was. Information revealed by the guards indicated that the convoy was heading for Fatan, the western end of the Evergreen Corridor and also the starting point of East Metz.
Earlier that day, she had clearly heard the sound of waves crashing against the cliffs. She had traveled this mountain road more than once, but back then she had come here as the Duke's daughter. Faina leaned weakly against the cold iron wall. Strands of golden hair fell beside her pale cheeks, and her eyes drooped listlessly as her thick eyelashes trembled faintly. Seagulls cried outside the prison wagon. Strangely, the road was rather deserted, with no sound of passing merchant caravans. In theory, this should have been an