From the sudden impact, the surprised horses driving the carriage became erratic and frightened, but as Idith was an experienced driver, she was able to calm the horses while quickly moving from the driver's seat to the horse.
She understood her master's intention that he needed to get out of the carriage.
“We’re moving on to the horses, right?” Ilyin also quickly realized.
She questioned in her head whether it was possible, however.
She carefully stood up in the shaky carriage and calculated the distance between her and the horse, it was too far.
Especially with the unstable carriage, she didn't think she would be able to do it.
Ilyin grabbed Aden's hand.
“Are you going to be okay?” Aden asked worriedly after sensing her hesitation.
Ilyin quickly nodded to assure him.
To be honest, she was scared, but in her prediction she remembered that she was riding a horse, which meant she would have taken the leap and been fine.
She wouldn't fall off the horse or carriage.
Ilyin looked back at Aden.
If Ilyin believed in anything, it was Aden she believed in most, Ilyin knew he wouldn't put her in an impossible position.
“Should I go now?” she asked, her heart hammering against her chest.
"Yes."
Aden brushed her hair: “If you’re nervous-”
Aden was cut off by Ilyin's lips against his.
He momentarily blacked out unlike himself, the only thing on his mind was Ilyin's taste.
The moment Ilyin broke away, Aden came to his senses and lifted her up.
“I'm sorry,” he cleared his throat.
It was Idith who caught Ilyin outside the carriage, Idith hoped this was the first and last time this would happen, she ignored the look she received from Aden when she touched Ilyin's waist.
Despite being shocked, Ilyin did not scream.
When she was safely on the horse, Aden mounted behind her.
They rode the same brown horse they had been on in her dream and Etra had taken the other horse.
Almost at the same time they made the switch, a loud bang was heard.
Neighing.
This commotion frightened the horses, but before the horses went crazy from surprise at the earthquake, Etra quickly drew her sword and cut the bond between the horse and the carriage.
Ilyin's eyes widened as she looked back, a large sword was sticking out from where they were sitting in the carriage.
'That could have been us.' Ilyin couldn't help but think as that haunting image burned into his mind.
The carriage completely collapsed and broke down.
The horse that Aden and Ilyin were riding went forward and behind them Etra and Idith followed, it was the same one that Ilyin had seen in the dream.
Ilyin tried to look behind Aden's shoulder, but was stopped.
“You’re going to get hurt.” Aden covered the back of Ilyin's head with the hand that wasn't holding the reins.
He hugged her tightly with her head on his shoulders close enough that she wouldn't see anything if she opened her eyes.
To Ilyin, Aden's breathing seemed louder than the strong wind blowing through his hair.
She held Blue North's mobile and clothes with one hand and Aden's shoulder with the other.
“Your grace, they are approaching,” Idith shouted into the wind.
It was definitely difficult to gain distance from someone who was chasing at full speed, at Idith's words, Etra looked back.
The sound of Idith barely cut through the air and Ilyin looked at Etra despite herself.
Etra, who was sitting completely turned around while holding the reins, held a dagger in her right hand.
Etra quickly swung her hand back as she threw the dagger with great precision and force, Ilyin finally realized why there were so many weapons under the carriage chair.
The sound of horses became fainter by the minute.
Ilyin could only see Etra.
Etra grabbed two more daggers and quickly moved her hands again.
Ilyin turned his attention to the other side, Idith was also holding a dagger.
Right after the throwing of daggers came a loud noise over Aden's shoulder.
It sounded like a loud bang accompanied by the sounds of people howling in pain.
The sound of horses has also been greatly reduced.
Ilyin sighed in relief, it seemed like they managed to gain some distance.
“Ilyin, hold on tight.”
Ilyin flinched.
It wasn't Aden's voice that made her flinch, but the fact that she had heard the same words in her dream, 'Ilyin, hold on tight.'
Ilyin firmly grabbed Aden's shoulders.
Shock!
Ilyin buried her face in Aden's shoulder, but she didn't need to look to know what the sound was, it was the sound of Idith hitting arrows with her sword.
Ilyin heard a sigh of relief as he realized that something must have probably gotten past them.
Ilyin was holding Aden so tightly that his hands were turning white.
“Your grace, at this rate we cannot escape them.”
Ilyin's heartbeat quickened as Idith repeated the same words from her dream.
‘It was soon.’
‘Coming soon.’
She couldn't help but think.
“Den…” his voice came out shaky.
It was more of a prayer than calling him, a prayer that he wouldn't get hurt too much.
Aden noticed Ilyin's movement and knew that his future was quickly approaching.
Through the hand that held him tightly for dear life, he was able to feel Ilyin trembling, through it he could feel her fear as well.
“Can you wait until we get to winter?” Aden asked without thinking.
Idith, who was blocking the arrows, looked into the distance to check how far they were from winter.
Aden knew the answer before Idith even answered.
“The distance is too much…”
Aden didn't bother to hear the last part.
Of course, Idith was saying it was too far.
It was the same as in Ilyin's dream.
Aden tightened the reins again, the time to deceive the predicted future was coming, all it took was a small movement.
Idith shot a few more arrows and said:
“Even if you reach Biflten, the divine power does not reach the hot region.”
That was true, Aden nodded briefly.
That's why he tricked Idith.
“Still, we go as far as we can.” Aden responded shortly.
Etra shook her head slightly as she hit the arrows, she was holding the dagger she would give to Ilyin.