After rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Marc took in the view of where he was. Trees, shrubs, mountains, and a creek were the only details that popped out. It was not all that different from the terrain near the Keep. Still, it was not familiar to him.
When he looked over the horse’s flank, he spotted what appeared to be a well-travelled road. That implied this was an established trade route. I just need to make sure that I don’t go the wrong way and end up in my father’s tender gasp…
The wind picked up as the sun peeked over the mountains. He shivered from the cold, but Enfers did not appear concerned. His horse was too busy drinking water directly from the source. He must be exhausted.
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