Listen to that. What kind of thing was that to say? If Joey hadn't been afraid he couldn't beat her, he would have taught her a lesson.
"Get ready and come with me." Annie tilted her head and glanced into the room, with no intention of entering.
Joey had considered that Annie might come looking for him. He just hadn't expected her to be in such a hurry that she showed up the very next day.
"Why don't you come in and wait?"
"No need!"
Seeing her expression, he couldn't be bothered to persuade her. He went into the washroom, freshened up, changed his clothes, and followed Annie into the carriage waiting outside.
As it turned out, the lives of the rich were worlds apart from those of ordinary people.
The carriages commonly used by the public were pulled by two horses and had no drivers. They only followed fixed routes; the horses couldn't navigate anything more complicated on their own.
Most means of transportation were developed by the Church of Machinery and Knowledge. They placed a small magic array on each vehicle to let it travel along a fixed route, greatly reducing labor costs.
Of course, that only applied to ordinary people. The carriage he and Annie were riding in now was in another league.
Not only did it have a driver, but its interior was more spacious, and they couldn't feel any jolting inside.
Watching the scenery retreat through the window, Joey couldn't help asking:
"Where are we going?"
Annie sat opposite him, her eyes tightly shut. She remained silent, seemingly unwilling to acknowledge him.
He couldn't be bothered to invite another snub. Since he'd been woken so early, he might as well catch up on sleep.
The carriage traveled some distance before a light drizzle began to