The Draconic Knight, part 1/2

Some times later:

POV Tanya:

The young woman sat on the cushiony seat of the carriage that was shaking from the bumpy road under it.

She nervously sat there, still unsure what to do, her fingers playing with her long hair.

'The road feels different. We are not going into my residence.' She looked out of the window, but there was only darkness outside.

The slight waves of magic were pulsing through the whole cabin of the carriage, making her realise that the situation was even worse.

'Some kind of magic? Likely to keep me from escaping.'

Soon a faint aroma entered her sensitive nose, tickling her sensitive sense of smell and making her sniff. Her gaze immediately turned hazy, with her head slightly spinning.

She clenched her fists, her robust superhuman metabolism quickly burning away the sleeping drug.