Dreadclaw Part-1

"We have arrived at the designated location," Henry declared, breaking the silence. "Retrieve the provisions."

"Ah, it's time for lunch!" Barbara exclaimed, her excitement evident as she quickly exited the carriage, displaying unexpected agility despite her large stature.

Observing Barbara's energetic departure, I decided it was time for me to rise as well. I adjusted my posture gradually, sitting upright and reluctantly leaving behind the comfortable pillow that had served as my solace over the past few days.

Initially, I sought solace on that soft cushion only once to calm my racing thoughts. However, Anabelle suggested that it would be beneficial for me to rest in that position. Well, I couldn't complain about having such a luxurious cushion for support.

"Anabelle?" I called out to her, noticing the faint blush on her cheeks as she kept her gaze fixed on her own lap. I gently tapped her shoulder to get her attention.