Freya looked at Harol, raising an eyebrow. "A carriage, really? We are on the run. The last thing we need is a big thing on wheels like that to cause us to get only more attention from passing strangers." She said, letting out a sigh. While a carriage would be much faster and admittedly nice for a change, it was also much more noticeable and would draw more attention than just two passing people. And it wasn't like they couldn't walk because of anything, so Freya saw no need for a carriage.

"If there is one thing you need, than that would be something to hide that pretty little face of yours. Pull a hood over your eyes, put on a mask, just anything would work, because the easiest thing to remember about someone is their face, especially if it is everywhere to be seen on wanted posters. But I suppose you already figured such a thing. After all, it is not like all criminals hide their faces because they look so hideous." Freya explained, looking at the road again. To her, it only made sense to hide her face, it was the only reason she wore a hood and veil. That her veil also helped to hide the scar in her neck was something she liked, but definitely not something necessary to her.

Again she noticed how beautiful the spring season made everything look. The soft colours of the blooming trees, bushes and flowers made everything look so peaceful and calm that it helped to put Freya in a good mood, even after their battle of just a moment ago. A small smile curled around her lips as she quietly looked at the blossoming nature around them.