Damita’s boredom and irritation level had come to a peak, the young woman whipping the curtain aside in favor of looking out the small window; a small breeze blowing wisps of caramel colored hair back from her face. Eyes the color of cinnamon inspected the area, brows furrowing as she waited for the carriage to continue moving, though much to her chagrin, it hadn’t. Pushing herself back against the seat, she decided to hold her tongue for a few moments, hoping that the carriage would start moving without her prompting.<br/><br/>The old man sat upon his horse, watching as his daughter periodically peered out the window, his face drawn as he turned away. The decision had been heart wrenching, though his superior had given him no other choice – It was either his daughter, or his life for this deal; either way his partner would have the gold and the settlement. Old, weathered hand came up to rub at his face as he waited, an abrupt shout coming from the driver of the carriage.<br/><br/>He sighed, steeling himself for what was to come; he had said his basic good byes before this journey had ever started, giving his daughter a hug and telling her how much he loved her. Riding forward to meet Toho, the old man brought his horse up so that it stood beside Toho’s own, grudgingly taking the small sack of gold. His face was a mask of misery as he put the pouch in one of his saddlebags, the old man gesturing behind him to the carriage. “She is in there,” He said sadly, “But you must take her yourself. I have brought her, I will not help in giving her to you.” He turned the horse, heels hitting into its side, urging the equine into a trot. He stopped behind the carriage, listening as he hung his head and wept bitter tears.<br/><br/>Damita had chosen that time to open the door, standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips, hot words upon her tongue. “Father? What is the holdup-“ She paused in mid-sentence, staring at the male upon the horse, cinnamon gaze flicking past to the others that lingered behind. She felt her heart speed up, her stomach clenching in fear as she slammed the door shut, pushing herself to the very farthest corner of the seat, praying that they were just peacefully passing by.<br/>