Aria's pov

　　We have been walking for hours and a lot of maidens have threatened Isabella for making them walk the distance.

　　Margery was still gripping my hand tight but she was less tense. She was enjoying seeing the maidens bully Isabella for once.

　　I was worried they were pushing her to a corner and there is no telling what she would do if she was backed in there.

　　"Would you stop complaining," she yelled at the maiden closer to ...