Chapter 200. The Moon Heptagon

~Moon-world~

A dark-brown carriage moved through a sparse woodland in the middle of the day, pulled by a black stallion. The driver wore a black cloak that completely concealed his entire body, and all the windows of the carriage were sealed to prevent anyone from seeing who was inside. The dried leaves on the ground crunched and rustled as the four wheels rolled over them, moving the carriage past the largely spaced trees.

A few minutes passed, and the carriage came to a stop at the center of a circular clearing with tall grasses the height of the horse’s knees. The grasses bent slightly as a soft, cool wind blew by.

The driver jumped down from his seat and landed with a dry thump. He walked through the rustling bush to the side of the carriage and reached for the handle of the carriage door. It creaked as he pulled it open slowly, and a young woman wearing a dark-grey, slender dress stepped out from the darkness within. She held a resting expression on her face,