Morava was extremely tired by the time it was night and she hadn't even reached the Pegasii border. With Mizvah things were… easy. He took good care of her. As she dismounted her horse for another break, she smiled at the thought of him. The fool wanted to start a family with her, build a home. He was thinking too ahead of himself. How could he even think that a princess like her would start a family with an ordinary soldier like him? Moreover, now that he had helped her escape, he was nothing more than a criminal, while she— she still had a chance to go back to her kingdom and live life royally. "Fool!"