Alas, that was no longer an option. Ideal circumstances were hardly ever something to be realized or expected, thus instead the circumstances that fell were the ones that they had to endure with. It was fine enough, as far as she were concerned. A few nights of travel, of which she would have little a care in the world save for simply being presentable upon arrival. That would be easy enough to achieve and ensure. But the boredom, that had been something that she failed to consider. How quickly Astrid had come to wish that some arrangements had been made to make the trip a bit more enjoyable. A stop at an inn for an evening. Or perhaps a whore for a night. Any option would have been welcome.
But alas, she found herself without such comfort, simply bound to Hargeon, bored and wanting to be there all the sooner.
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