A Puppy As Cute As Him?

The rattling of the carriages came to a halt on the second evening of their journey as they had reached their destination.

Yvonne rubbed her drowsy eyes when her mother patted her awake just as their carriage came to a halt.

Glancing outside the window, the darkening sky with the last traces of the setting sun falling on the mansion was what her eyes beheld.

'Home sweet home!' She smiled when the familiar structure came into her sight.

Their journey had come to an end as they had now reached their St. Claire's mansion in Amarthea.

The coach driver held the door open for them and the first to alight was Fryght who jumped out and ran away in haste.

Yvonne watched with wide eyes as the grey pup was out of her view in no time.

Howard too was surprised as the docile etcher who was sleeping in his arms had hurried away as soon as the doors were opened.