The next day, Zayne set out with some guards to escort Rose to Lord Ambrose's estate.
Zayne sat alone in the carriage, watching Rose look out the window taking in the new sight of the land they passed by. Though they agreed she should stop for a while, Rose was back to searching for what she could remember.
"There aren't many homes around. Are we on the lord's land already?" Rose questioned.
"For some time now yes," Zayne replied, rolling up the map he used. "We should arrive at his gates shortly since we left camp at breakfast. Do you need a moment to calm yourself before we reach there? You are pulling at your dress."
Rose moved her hand to the seat to leave her dress alone. "I didn't notice. Isn't it too much? What if they think we are putting on a show and I didn't get to thank Charlotte for picking out another dress. You didn't inform me you would go there after the palace."