Under the dark sky, a dark carriage moved, basking under the moonlight. On the doors of the Carriage, the insignia of the Carlisle Clan was engraved.
Unfortunately, no one recognized that insignia in this part of the world. The Carlisle Clan had no influence in this place. In any case, the Carlisle Clan had been wiped from the face of this earth forever.
Lancaster sat near the window, gazing at the distant moon.
"It's going to be a full moon soon. I hope the second transformation won't be as painful."
He glanced at Atlas, who was lying on the seat with his head resting on Lilith's lap. His eyes were closed as he peacefully slept.
Lilith was also asleep even though she was sitting. It hadn't been long since she fell asleep.
Only Yovana and Lancaster were up on this long journey.