Lariette ended up feeling drowsy, leading her to take a short nap. Ruediger lowered the volume after changing the playlist to soft country songs. The soothing melody filled the vehicle.
Glancing at the dashboard screen, Ruediger looked at the estimated time before reaching the rest area. It would take them forty-five minutes more.
The expressway was not as crowded as the city roads far behind. The lush greenery of the rolling hills and the golden wheat fields stretched far into the horizon.
'Moonville... and Amberwood. Has it been years since my first and last visit?'
Ruediger's emerald eyes rested on Lariette's sleeping face for a moment before returning his focus to the road ahead. He couldn't help but recall the very first time he stepped foot in Moonville Village in the north.
Ruediger initially visited Amberwood. No one recognized or remembered him, but they did so to Lariette and Mrs. Evans. They mentioned that the girl and her grandmother had already moved.
