Chapter Sixty-nine
♦Selena's POV♦
"So you're telling me that this is the equivalent of a bus, like back on Earth?" Lucy asks her boyfriend with excitement.
Travon just has this indulgent look on his face. "Yeah it is, cool right?" I note that his upbeat mood sours at the end of his words and I peek up, I stopped myself from reading people's emotions while I was on Earth but now that we're in the Olde Country where it's really dangerous, I find myself with my feelers out constantly.
I could tell how everyone was feeling right now and I could sense the sour emotion of guilty nervousness from Travon and the way his eyes keep darting around like he expects someone to jump him.
The carriage itself it's a grand affair, a long strip of carved wood drawn by four pairs of nightkind, a magical kind of horse that had twice the amount of eyes as normal horses, Lucinda had freaked when she had seen them.