On the way back
Cranberry was leaning on Zombie's shoulder and dozing off while the carriage was jumping on the uneven pavement.
As she was falling asleep her hand was subconsciously wandering in search of Zombie's right hand, so the servant offered it to her with a gentle smile.
"Mmm..."
Feeling the familiar coolness Cranberry made a funny sound and relaxed completely.
The blue undead, careful to note wake his master up, moved slightly so that his master could take a bit more comfortable position, and nodded with satisfaction.
At least for a few more days, Cranberry will be able to enjoy freedom away from her mother.
"..."
Zombie clenched his teeth glaring out the window at the innocent horizon.
A night before, right before going to bed, Cranberry let her inner thought slip and she confessed that she was worried about her mother's reaction.