Chapter 81 Kiss And Drive: How Mixarnt Silenced His Feisty Future Wife

• The carriage wheels rolled smoothly along the wide, paved road—a privilege reserved for nobility and those with deep enough purses to afford the exorbitant tolls. Spring's gentle breath stirred the air, carrying the scent of blooming wildflowers and fresh earth through the open windows. Mixarnt stretched his arms, feeling the last remnants of stiffness in his muscles fade with each passing mile. "Just a few more days," he mused, "and I'll be back to full strength."
• Beside him, Aelries gazed out at the passing landscape, her silver hair catching the sunlight like spun silk. The rhythmic clop of the horses' hooves filled the comfortable silence between them, until Mixarnt's trademark grin resurfaced.
• "Hey, honey," he started, nudging her shoulder playfully, "are you sure it's okay for us to just vanish like this? No royal farewells? No tearful goodbyes?"