Julia was having a tough time falling asleep that night. She rolled over and over on her covers, trying to block thoughts about the Pinkertons, Nathan and Arthur out of her mind.

Thinking about the latter, she kicked the covers and sat up checking the time.

It was late, too late and she felt tired. So, she got out of her tent, knowing that nothing could have helped her sleep when feeling so anxious.

Julia walked towards the shore accompanied by the snores of the others that annoyed her even more.

She looked at the lake and the moon reflecting on the water while walking along the shore, reaching a fallen tree.

She sat on the smooth sand, leaning her back against the cold bark of the tree while still admiring the nature around her, and she started to feel better and more relaxed. The hot air of the morning had been replaced with the chill one of the night that made her slightly shiver.

She felt her eyelids became heavier and heavier, so she closed them letting the calming sound of the water lake lull her.

Julia woke up a few hours later feeling something warm on her face and when she opened her eyes, she was forced to close them again and lower her head due to the hot sun above her.

She looked around hearing the camp already awake while asking herself how much time she had been sleeping there when suddenly, she remembered that Hosea was waiting for her.

She got up and dusted off the sand from her pants before she reached her tent where she took her satchel, pistols and hat.

She passed the horses, patting Wind Catcher quickly, and then she walked into the wood.

"You alright?" she heard Hosea asking.

"I guess so" answered John.

Julia saw them in the distance. Hosea was standing near the wagon full of moonshine while John was sitting on it.

"Jake is really a good kid" said the old man.

"So I heard" answered the young one looking away.

"You should spend some time with him, I think it can be good for both of you"

John shrugged observing his feet.

"I don't know...I...got a lot of work to do" he said sighing.

Julia reached them, catching their attention.

"Good morning my dear"

"Morning guys. Are you coming with us, John?" Julia asked looking at the man.

"No, Dutch want me to go to the Gray and talk to them"

Julia frowned.

"Why? Morgan and I talked to one of them. They seemed a waste of time" she said.

"Maybe I'll find something. If you want, reach me and Javier when you can" said the man getting down the wagon.

"Okay. Can we go?" Julia asked Hosea.

The man glanced at John before he moved his eyes to her again.

"Actually, we're waiting for one more person"

Julia was about to ask who was coming with them when they heard someone approaching and turning around Julia met eyes with Arthur.

"You said he wasn't coming" she said looking at Hosea in disbelief.

"You got a problem with me?" asked the man.

Julia gave him a nasty look.

"Yeah, you!" she snapped.

"I thought that we could need a couple of guns more since we're going to meet one of the most dangerous families in this area" explained the Hosea putting a hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

Julia's eyes moved to Arthur who was staring at her, but as soon as she looked at him, he quickly lowered his eyes.

"So, what do we do with that?" asked Morgan pointing at the moonshine.

"Selling it back to where it came from" answered Hosea.

"Why?" asked Arthur stepping forwards.

"Well I ain't got a marked for it. They made it, they had someone to sell it to. Stuff looked kinda lonely out here. I think we'll cut ourselves a deal"

"For my experience, deals are not a good idea" said Arthur looking at Julia who got the implication.

"Especially when the person you're making the deal with is an idiot" she replied, marking the last word while staring at him.

"You think I'm an idiot, then?" asked Arthur, his hands into two fists.

"It's the idea you persist giving me" answered promptly Julia.

There was a moment of silence, followed by John and Hosea who exchanged a look.

"I should get going" said John walking away.

"See you, John. C'mon you two, on the wagon" commanded Hosea walking to the front of the wagon where he climbed on his seat and took the reins.

Julia was the first to move her eyes away and get on the back of the wagon, sitting on one of the closed crates full of bottles of moonshine, while Arthur sat beside Hosea who whipped the horses.

"Where is John going?" asked Arthur at the old man.

Dutch asked him to look into something. To do with the Braithwaite horses, I think explained Hosea.

"Horses? He's so desperate to steal horses now?" asked Julia from the back of the wagon.

Hosea sighed.

"I have no idea. I think he wants to make some money as fast as possible so we can leave this place" answered Hosea.

When they reached the road, the old man gave the reins to Arthur who took it.

"Let's head out to the Braithwaites' place. You know the way?" asked Hosea.

"Yeah, I been there" answered Arthur without looking at Julia who instead glanced at him.

"So, what exactly are we doing? This is the moonshine we took after blowing up the Braithwaites' still, right?" asked again Morgan.

"I think the good citizens taking the trouble to return their stolen goods deserve some reward, don't you? And it's time we made a formal introduction like Dutch told us" responded Hosea.

"So, we gonna introducing ourselves by saying we stole the moonshine and helped the Gray, their sworn enemies, and we also demand to be paid for bringing it back, is that it?" Julia asked rhetorically.

She couldn't believe Dutch had asked Hosea to do something so stupid. Was he mad?

"Look, these are two big old plantation houses and all I keep hearing is they hate each other so much they can't see past it" replied Hosea looking at her.

"Yet, they're the two most powerful families here, so powerful they survived all these years and wars. Do you really think we are the first criminals they've dealt with?" asked again Julia.

"Who said they know we're criminals?" inquired Arthur.

"Oh, come on! That young Gray knew what type of people we are, and you did nothing to persuade him of the contrary. If someone like him knows about us never mind the others" said Julia looking at him.

"Who is this Gray?" asked Hosea.

"He's a boy carrying on a secret affair with a Braithwaite girl. We been, well, helping them" explained Arthur peering at Julia who looked away.

I helped them, you just complained as always, she thought.

"The mind boggles. You think they're of use?" asked Hosea.

"Not sure, they don't seem to involved in the rest of it, but maybe..." said Arthur, but Julia interrupted him.

"They're not involved at all. They're young and in love and they know they're risking a lot by falling for each other"

"Didn't know you were the romantic type" mocked Morgan.

"Said the man who continues to run after the same girl for years" sneered Julia making the man turn towards her with a severe look.

"There, there you two. Anyway, I'm sure there's money in this for us somewhere, if we can get in the middle of it" said Hosea catching Julia's attention again.

"Someone gonna get killed. Dutch think he's smarter than anyone, but he's wrong" replied Julia.

"You only say that 'cause you can't see past what he did to you years ago" grunted Arthur.

"And you keep protecting him because you're too thick to think with your own head" snapped Julia.

"Stop it, would you? We arrived" Hosea cut them short while Arthur drove the wagon towards the Braithwaites' manor in the distance.

They reached the front gate, guarded by four men by following a tree-lined path.

"Here we are" announced Arthur stopping the wagon.

"Modest little homestead, isn't it?" commented Hosea and Julia caught the envy in his tone.

If only he knew she was planning to get a house like that one day...

"Hello, gentlemen, how are you?" greeted Hosea cheerfully while three of the four men approached the wagon.

"What's that in the back there?" asked the one who stopped in front of Arthur who looked at him.

Julia looked at the other two men that walked towards the end of the wagon, staring at her.

"Moonshine, my fine fellow. May I have a word with the man of the house?" answered Hosea.

"The "man" of the house is a lady. Mrs. Catherine Braithwaite" corrected the man.

Julia turned to look at him, before she noticed that one of the men in the back had opened the wagon to look at the bottles inside, but soon after his eyes moved on Julia.

She stared at him while a wicked smirk crossed his face.

"May I speak with her? I want to discuss a business opportunity. I mean no harm...no harm at all...you may happily shoot me if I do" said Hosea.

Julia felt some movement behind her and turning around she saw Morgan staring threatful at the man who looked at him and then at Julia again before he closed the wagon.

Arthur glanced at her and then turned again.

Did he just...

"Okay...okay. She's at the house" said the man who was talking to Hosea.

The man on the back sat at the edge of the wagon before Arthur whipped the horses.

"We'll be watching you" yelled the man behind them.

They reached the front of the house and from the aspect of it, Julia could say that it was a really old house, as old as big.

Arthur couldn't stop the wagon that the front door opened revealing an old woman, dressed elegantly, with her gray hair up in a bun and a fury look on her face.

"What you want?" she yelled.

"Found something...out in the hills, thought...thought maybe you was in the market for it" answered Hosea while getting down with Arthur.

Julia waited for the man seated on the back to get down and when he opened the wagon and stretched his hand for her, she ignored him and jumped down.

"For what?" asked again the woman.

"Some liquor" answered kindly Hosea.

"I ain't in the market for what's already mine" snapped the woman.

The three of them walked towards the door where the woman was, the door slightly open behind her.

"Way we see, it's ours. What with us possessing it, and I-I checked all over, for the life of me I couldn't see your name on it" replied Hosea, now abandoning his kind tone.

Some men came out the door with their guns in their hands and looked at them angrily.

"Oh...relax, I ain't here to rob you. Though it seemed that's easy enough" said Hosea.

Julia looked at him with an eyebrow raised, while Mrs. Braithwaite laughed amused by his insolence.

"Wanna do a deal. What do you sell that stuff for?" added Hosea.

"Dollar a bottle" answered the woman.

"Then give us fifty cents" replied Hosea.

"It's already ours" fumed Mrs. Braithwaite and the men behind her moved even closer, now some of them were pointing their guns at them.

Julia's hands reached her holster, ready in case she needed her pistols, but she knew that even if she was lighting fast, they would have killed her.

"Look on it as a reward, for finding the property. Alternative is we go sell it someplace else" said Hosea and did to turn.

The woman laughed amused while one of the men stepped forwards.

"The alternative is you get shot" he said and pointed his rifle at Hosea.

Arthur and Julia moved in unison, ready to take out their guns as well, but Hosea stopped them with a gesture of his hand.

"Now, who want to get shoot over a bottle or two of liquor?" he said.

Mrs. Braithwaite laughed and put a hand on the rifle of the man on her side to stop him from shooting.

"Pay the man" she commanded, and the man gave Hosea some money.

"Pleasure, doing business with you. And, listen...we didn't take it...least not without orders from..."

"Oh, I know exactly who gave you your orders. Old Sheriff Gray" interrupted the woman.

Arthur and Julia exchanged a worried look.

"You know what? I don't want it. In fact, sir, now you can do me a favor, there's an extra ten bucks if you do" said the woman and Hosea looked at her confused.

Julia didn't like it. First, this woman agreed to make a deal with them even if she knew they had stolen the liquor from them by working with the Grays, and now she wanted a favor and was willing to pay them too.

Something was not right, Julia could tell.

"Drive the stuff into Rhodes had over to the tavern run by Mr. Gray and give the stuff out for free" spat the woman.

"Momma!" gasped a man from her side.

"Hush now" she told him off before she looked at them again.

"I believe they call that a promotional expense" she added.

Hosea laughed.

"As you wish, madam" he said before he reached the wagon.

"You boys come back sometime and tell me how you made out. Maybe we'll play a little cribbage" she said pushing aside one of her sons and waked back into her home.

Julia tapped Arthur's arm to catch his attention before they got on the wagon and drove outside the Braithwaite property.

Once they got on the wagon, Hosea said:

"Alright, next stop: the Rhodes saloon"

Arthur sighed and whipped the horses while Julia, seated on the back, looked at the man who was still staring at her.

"Here we go" said Arthur.

They quickly got out the Braithwaites' property, before Mrs. Catherine could change her mind, and once they passed the main gate, Hosea talked again.

"So, I finally sold those Cornwall bonds. Got close to a thousand for 'em. I wanted more, but not bad considering how hot they were, especially after that bloodbath in Valentine"

"No, not bad at all" answered Arthur.

Julia looked at him not knowing what he was talking about. Then, she suddenly remembered about the train they had robbed near the Cumberland Falls. So that was why they assaulted that train, for money, but they only found some bonds.

"You sure it was the right thing to do at this moment? As I said to you, Cornwall is paying the Pinkertons to go after gangs like yours and sell his bonds after killing his men in Valentine, it's as brilliant as trying to sell back this moonshine to the Braithwaites" said Julia.

Hosea shrugged.

"Well, we got paid, so my plan was not so stupid after all"

"That woman knew we helped the Grays. You think she's gonna play dumb about it? And the fact that she wants us to sell this liquor in one of the Grays' saloon..."

"Why you always have to say something? Why can't you just trust us for once?" blurted out Arthur without looking at her.

Julia moved her eyes on him, her mouth a little bit opened in bewilderment.

"The fact that I don't trust anyone is the reason I'm still alive. I can't say the same thing about Mac or Davey or the others you've lost" she bitterly talked back.

Now was Arthur's turn to turn around and look at her, but his expression was not of bewilderment, just anger, and indignity.

"Dutch does his best to keep us safe, but sometimes that's not enough. We can't blame him for the existence of death" said calmly Hosea.

Julia turned around and kept her eyes on the road.

"Alright...this could get ugly...you and Dutch already have that...thing going on with...the sheriff" said Hosea to Arthur.

"Yeah, Mr. Gray" said Arthur, his voice was deep and angry.

"That's it. Now we're...inserting ourselves in this blood feud...we'll need something" said Hosea taking a strange, ugly hat and a pipe.

"I ain't playing dress-up. You know how I feel about that" stated Arthur shaking his head.

Julia turned around again and a little smirk crossed her face.

That hat was really ugly.

"Of course you're not. You're...you're a clown's...idiot...brother" said Hosea.

"Hosea, please..."

"I'm the clown! You're the idiot. Just...look...sad and keep quiet. Even you can do that, Arthur" insisted Hosea taking off his hat and placing the ugly one on his head instead.

"Do I have to?" Arthur asked irritated.

"You're already an idiot, you just need to keep your mouth shut" said Julia and smiled when he glanced at her.

"Put this hat on...smoke this pipe. Bring your lip forward, just a bit...squint...oh, perfect"

"What about you and her?" he asked but Hosea hushed him quickly.

"You can't speak. You're turned idiot. Quite broke poor mammy's heart" Hosea said, and Julia chuckled.

"There there, Fenton, there there. Don't get mad, now. You don't want to scare your...wife, do you?" said Hosea pointing at Julia whose eyes widened.

"His wife? You think people gonna believe I'm an idiot's wife?"

"Yes. After you got married twice and killed your husbands for beating you, you decided to marry him...stupid and tough and...easy to manipulate. Here...put this on your ring finger" said Hosea giving her a silver ring that she took reluctantly.

It was a little bit big for her skinny fingers.

"You're not laughing anymore, are you?" mocked Arthur turning around to look at her.

"Shut up you idiot of a husband" Julia snapped hitting his shoulder.

Arthur chuckled again moving his eyes on the road.

Once they arrived at Rhodes, Arthur drove the wagon on the back of the saloon where they saw two men seated on the wooden stairs.

Arthur stopped the wagon and Hosea turned around to look at Julia who, understanding what that look meant, nodded and got down the wagon.

"Okay, Fenton, stay calm now...for momma, she loved you so...just a shame you had to strangle her in a rage...grab two cases of that stuff and follow me" said Hosea grabbing a bottle of moonshine and climbing down the wagon.

Arthur took a case of the liquor and gave it to Julia and then he grabbed another one. They followed Hosea who suddenly stopped and yelled:

"Gentlemen, gentlemen! Quiet the town you have here, we just rode in front up north"

The two men turned to look at him before they exchanged a look.

"Hey" said one of them.

"Hello...hello, I'm Melvin" said Hosea walking towards them.

"This is my brother, Fenton. Don't mind him, don't madden him, he's turned idiot. Even if his condition didn't stop him from finding a wife! Am I right...Nora?" asked Hosea looking at Julia.

"What can I say. I like them big...and stupid" said Julia looking at Arthur who looked at her in turn.

His gaze was full of promises she would have not enjoyed after.

"How's you boys...how's you boys like a couple of bucks? I bet you would...one for each of you" continued Hosea putting down the moonshine bottle to take out a couple of dollars from his pocket.

"We're in the new trade of advertising which is an American art for about ensuring people buy the correct things"

"I don't know" answered one of the men.

"One more dollar says give us half an hour, what harm can we do in half an hour?" said Hosea giving the two men another dollar.

The two men looked at each other, now more than convinced to go and spend those dollars elsewhere.

"Go along now...enjoy the money!" said Hosea and the two men nodded and walked away.

Hosea opened the back door and held it opened for them.

"Come along you two...just hand out the liquor"

Arthur and Julia followed the man in the saloon and then reached the back of the counter while Hosea entered the main room full of bored men who looked at him when he caught their attention.

"Gentlemen! My name is Melvin. That's my brother Fenton, he's a bit funny, but boy can he pour drinks fast. And she's his wife, Nora. Don't be fooled, she's as cruel as beautiful"

Julia smiled and lowered her head a bit flushed by the man's words.

"For the next thirty minutes the drinks in this here bar, in this here town are entirely free!" Hosea continued and soon everyone cheered.

"The only rule is that you gotta drink them so hurry up, put old Fenton and his lovely wife to work. Don't get them mad, though, he killed our momma and she killed her first two husbands" Hosea finished, and the men laughed while they reached the counter.

Julia and Arthur started to pour moonshine, client after client until all of them got so drunk they couldn't even ask for some more but instead, they only waved their glasses in the air.

Julia was pouring some moonshine in one man's glass when she noticed another one staring at her with a lazy smile.

"So, it's true you killed your first two husbands?" he asked.

He wasn't drunk enough, thought Julia.

"Yes" she simply replied while serving another man.

"Why?" asked the man chuckling.

"They were boring" she answered, this time with an annoying tone that the man did not notice.

"So, you prefer them stupid?" he said gesturing with his head towards Arthur.

Julia turned to look at Morgan who was continuing his job.

"Apparently" she answered making the man laugh.

Julia ignored him.

She continued to serve the clients, now crammed near the counter, and with the corner of her eyes, she saw the man lingering over the smooth wood of it.

"Maybe I can show you some good time later" he said loudly enough to tower the noise of the others.

Julia gave him a dirty look, but before she could answer him, she was pulled by her waist on the other side of the counter and turning around she saw Arthur giving the man another glass full of moonshine and an angry look.

The man took the glass, glanced at Julia, and then left.

Her eyes met Arthur's ones for a moment before they continued what they were doing.

"Drink up, drink..." yelled Hosea, who had climbed the stairs.

But soon after, he was interrupted by three armed men who entered the saloon and looked around.

They seemed pretty angry and with once look at Arthur, Julia knew they were in trouble.

"It's the Lemoyne raiders" whispered a man near Julia.

"Good evening, gentlemen. Quiet libation?" asked Hosea nonchalantly.

"You" said the man on the front.

"Me?" asked Hosea.

"You're the bastards who stole the liquor we was going to buy" continued the man.

Julia saw Arthur took off his hat and put down the pipe, then he looked at her and gesture her to take her pistols out and Julia obliged.

"Gentlemen, we're in advertising...come on in, have a drink" said Hosea, ignoring the man's words.

"That's our goddamn liquor" yelled the man.

"An honest mistake" defended Hosea.

The man turned towards his companions and yelled:

"Boys, get 'em"

Quickly Julia and Arthur took cover behind the counter while Hosea ran upstairs and started to shoot from above.

"I knew this was a bad idea!" yelled Julia while shooting to a man, hitting him in the chest and then again on the arm.

Shortly after, more of them entered the saloon from the back door and the second floor too.

"Go help Hosea! I'll cover you" yelled Julia at Arthur who nodded and reached the stairs while Julia continued to shoot the men, killing them one after the other.

When she saw Arthur reaching the second floor, she backed off until she opened the back door and got outside.

There she killed a man, who was about to enter the saloon, with a bullet right in his head and then she ran towards the wagon that was below the balcony of the second floor of the saloon.

She continued to shoot at the Lemoynes that were coming when she heard a loud thud and turning around, she saw Hosea and a man on the wagon.

The man was over Hosea trying to strangle him while the old man was trying to point his gun at him.

Julia quickly turned and shot him.

"Thank you, my dear" Hosea panted before he sat on the driver seat.

Julia climbed the wagon, continuing to shoot when suddenly she felt pushed forwards by a broad and warm figure, making her fell face-first on the cold bottom of the wagon.

Turning her head, she met eyes with Arthur who awkwardly stared at her.

"Sorry, didn't mean to" he said in a low voice.

Hosea whipped the horses, making them ran and the sudden push made Arthur grasp Julia's hips to steady himself.

She tried to get on her feet while her cheeks were burning furiously due to the man's touch, but she couldn't even get on her knees that Arthur pushed her back down when some members of the Lemoyne gang started to shoot at them.

Arthur caged Julia with his body, to cover her from the bullets and when the shooting stopped for a second, they quickly jumped on their feet and started to shoot.

They were five or six, nothing they could not handle if they were on their horses, but on the wagon, they were so much tugged that they couldn't aim properly.

Then, Julia hit one of them on the shoulder while Arthur another one right in his chest.

There were four left.

"Get down!" yelled Julia pulling Arthur from his shirt to take cover just before a bullet flew where Arthur was standing.

They looked at each other for a moment while charging their pistols.

"How you guys are doing?" yelled Hosea from the front seat.

"Bastards are going down, come on!" yelled Arthur back and then followed by Julia they stood up again.

She killed one by hitting his head out of luck, then she shot the next one on his leg, making him fall from his horse.

Arthur had killed another one and now there was the last one left.

They moved together, pointing their pistols to him and shoot at unison, hitting the lamp the man was holding up.

He got on fire and fell down while the horse ran away.

Julia looked at Arthur, panting for the effort of balancing herself on the wagon.

"You see any more of them?" asked Hosea.

"Don't' think so" answered Arthur before he sat down and Julia copied him.

"Jesus, all this over a few bottles of booze" added Arthur.

"I reckon it's more they don't want another gang on their patch" replied Hosea.

"How did they know we were selling their moonshine?" asked Julia while Hosea stopped the wagon.

They were a little bit further from the camp, in the open fields.

"Alright. We're good" said the old man ignoring Julia's question.

"Yeah...remind me never to take up a career in...what was it?" said Arthur.

"Advertising" answered Julia and Hosea together.

"Yeah. Do you think that woman set us up?" asked Arthur to Hosea and then looked at Julia who was thinking the same thing.

"No, I don't think so...maybe...this place is odd" replied Hosea while Julia got down the wagon, followed by Arthur.

"The Lemoyne raiders clearly don't want competition around here. Maybe they think we want to do business with the Braithwaites" said Julia.

"Yeah, probably...I'll go visit old Ma Braithwaite, see what's what" said Hosea.

"Why?" asked Arthur jumping down the wagon.

"We been making money. The chest is filling up again, slowly but surely. And we need to pay her still. Part of me thinks we just get ourselves good and lost, but we still need a lot more money before that can happen" said Hosea pointing at Julia who lowered her head.

Arthur looked at her and then moved his eyes on Hosea again.

"So, for now...let me give old Mrs. Braithwaite some of this moonshine as...well...let's call it a peace offering" added Hosea and began to move the wagon.

"That was fun, Fenton. We'll make an actor of you, yet. Just stop annoying your lovely wife before she kills you" said Hosea giving Arthur his hat back and then left.

Julia and Arthur stood there, watching the man go away. Then Julia glanced at Arthur and cleared her throat.

"Thank you for before...on the wagon and at the saloon" she said.

"Don't mention it" answered Arthur, playing with his hat before he put it on his head.

She did to go away, but Arthur stopped her by saying:

"Have you...have you met that type again?" he asked.

Julia turned to look at him.

"Of course not. Even if I should..."

"Why?" asked Arthur, his voice deep.

Julia could feel the tension rise up again.

"Why you care? I tried to explain it to you, but you didn't want to listen" said Julia harshly.

"Maybe I want now" he said looking away.

Julia snorted.

"Well, maybe I don't want to explain it to you, now. You had your chance"

Arthur laughed bitterly.

"Oh, I see. You don't have an excuse now" he said, his look cold and angry.

Julia looked at him outraged, then she took a rock from the ground and threw it at Arthur's chest.

"What the...are you crazy, woman?" he yelled.

"I was trying to help you! You idiot!"

"I thought you had to meet with him to mislead them" talked back Arthur.

"I didn't tell you the truth because I knew you wouldn't understand. I was going to tell him I don't feel the same for him and then you showed up on that damn wagon, where everyone could see you, even him! He could've recognized you, so I distracted him! I saved your stupid ass, I did!" yelled Julia.

Arthur looked at her, not knowing what to say. How he could have been so blind? Why he didn't listen to her that day? Why he had to be so stupid?

He wanted to beat up himself in that right moment, while looking at Julia's furious and hurt expression.

"I'm sorry. You're right, I'm a fool"

"Don't think that those words will save you, Morgan" snapped Julia.

"I'm not...I...I'm sorry, really"

Julia looked at Arthur sorry expression and had to look away not to feel sorry about her snapping at him.

She sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"Maybe we just don't work together. Maybe we need some time on our own" she said in the end.

Arthur looked away. He wanted to say something to change her mind, but she was right, he knew that. So, in the end he nodded.

"Alright. I'll see you at camp" Julia said and with that, she walked away.

Arthur looked at her, damning himself. For the second time he had messed things up, for the second time he couldn't put his pride aside and do the right thing as Hosea had told him to do the previous day.

He sighed and rubbed his neck before he headed to camp as well.

...

HI EVERYONE!

Sorry for the late, I've been doing so many things this week and I didn't have time to revise the chapter and I didn't want to publish it without correcting it (even if I'm sure there are still many mistakes)

Someone of you has been asking me when Julia and Arthur's relationship will level-up and my answer is: give it some time. They don't really know each other and they are so stubborn and proud. They need to put aside their pride and accept the fact that they like each other, which they continue to deny themselves because they're actually enemies.

Alright, I think I've said enough. But don't worry, things are going to change soon enough.

For now, I'll leave you. Let me know if you liked this chapter, I'll post the new one next week (hopefully without delay)

HORSE KISSES!