Whisper

A while ago...

Abiona sat in her carriage holding a bag close to her. The entire road she had been taking care of it and she had to make sure that she at least tried to give it to Prudence. If not, then hoping that at least let Vincent know about what Prudence had prepared for before he decided to force her into his house. 

The governor's carriage was not stooped from entering the manor grounds. Abiona took a deep breath as she felt she had made the right decision to sneak out her father's carriage. 

She hadn't informed at her home about this visit as she knew how it was only going to receive her a denial.