After a sweat-filled race of determination, Tibaut and Jake finally reached the town. Thankfully they were just in time to see the carriage exit town. As they ran towards it Tibaut, one by one, threw the luggage into the back of the carriage. He soon tossed Jake before jumping in himself.

"Why huff the hell huff do you have so much wheeze shit?"

"Elizabeth said to come prepared so I thought we'd leave from there." He responded.

In contrast to Tibaut who had carried most of Jake's luggage, Jake himself had carried a slender-looking suitcase and two travel bags.

Although some of the suitcases had been opened when thrown in, Tibaut couldn't care less and pulled himself off the floor and sat down.

"I hope you would have been ready to bear the consequences if one of those hit me," Elizabeth said. She sat a few inches away from him looking at Jake who had decided the floor made a great place to lie down on.

"It's amazing how slow you guys were," Tina said. She was seated at the other side of the carriage brushing her hair.

"Shut up, unlike you two I'm not used to being a pack mule." They both shot him a dangerous glance but Tibaut was too busy catching his breath and wiping away the sweat on him to notice.

"Anyway, I've heard this guy we're gonna work for is pretty… unique. Is that true?" Tina asked while turning to Elizabeth.

"Well he was ousted by his family, so maybe it's related."

"I see, it makes sense you'd kn-"

Elizabeth interrupted her.

"Why do you think it makes sense I know that?"

Tibaut looked at them with curiosity and Tina looked nervous.

"Wait, I wasn't implying anything, I'm just saying how connected, um, no scratch that, how, ah, well informed you are that it's no wonder you'd know something like that."

"Listen," Elizabeth turned to her then continued "I don't know what you heard, but don't take everything you hear too seriously."

"Of course. I wasn't even saying you wer-"

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She quickly stopped talking as she realized the hole she was digging herself in.

"What are you two talking about?"

"Oh, don't worry about it's just something Elizabeth gets mad about. I don't see it honestly. If she was related to someone from the royal guard I could see it, but a,"

Elizabeth pinched his cheek to get him to stop talking.

"Could we stop talking about this already? It's an embarrassing rumour anyway."

Elizabeth said.

After removing her hand from his face she sat back down.

They continued travelling in silence until Tibaut voiced something he couldn't let go unheard anymore.

"Holy crap, this is uncomfortable as hell!"

Elizabeth paid him no mind while Tina seemed up for conversation.

"What? Never ride on a carriage before?"

"Why the hell are you guys acting so nonchalant? It's already been a few minutes and my ass is already numb."

"What are you talking about? This is on the better end of things in my book."

He looked at her in amazement.

"I wonder if being a woman makes it any better." He commented.

"How would that make it better!?" Tina asked confused.

"Cause you guys have more fat on your ass than us. I wonder if it acts like a cushion and makes it a more comfortable ride."

Elizabeth then moved over towards him and delivered a blow to his neck knocking him out.

"He really has spent too much time around Vanessa." She commented while looking disappointed.

"Really? No wonder Lily sometimes talks about stuff like that."

"I feel he has somewhat of a point, though." Said Jake while still on the ground.

They both glared at him and he decided to look away and keep to himself for the time being.

("I know he mentioned butts, but was it that bad of a topic?")

An unknown amount of time passed and it was now dark outside. Tibaut slowly woke, confused when he had fallen asleep and looked outside.

He looked beside him and noticed Elizabeth was still awake unlike the other two.

"Where are we going anyway? Considering how dark it is outside, at least five hours have passed."

"We're going to the parish boundary. He decided to take an old border checkpoint and convert it entirely into an estate."

"Border checkpoint?"

"The parish he's in was some small state that was annexed a few years ago. The rulers gave the place up to be nobles in Anglia."

"Huh." He responded while looking outside.

"If you're not interested you don't have to respond." She said annoyed.

Tibaut yawned and stretched his arms.

"So I heard you guys trash-talking this noble we're working for, is he that bad?"

"Well, the only thing I do know about is, when it comes to his staff he only hires women. That only should be enough to tell you about the type of guy we're working for."

"Oh, I see."

The carriage soon fell to silence again and Tibaut was left with own thoughts.

("But still. If I was a rich noble, I'd probably hire a bunch of hot women to work for me as well. I mean if I have the money why not use it to make myself happy? And plus Elizabeth said he isn't likely to be connected to those bastards so he can't be that bad.")

Feeling the coldness of night Tibaut created a small fireball in his hand to warm up. He looked at Elizabeth and she seemed to be enduring the cool air.

He scooched over and placed the ball in between.

"I'm surprised you've learned how to be a gentleman." She commented with a sly smile.

"Tch, can't I do something nice without you saying anything?" He said, sounding quite bashful.