"Don't be afraid. As long as we escape to the land of the orcs, we'll be saved."
"Mother, what happened? I don't want to live in the filthy country of the orcs. Why are we going there?"
A carriage that was protected by a few knights was crossing the Red River plains, headed on its way to the orc lands. A slightly pudgy mother was holding her younger son, while her older son lifted the curtain to peer outside from time to time.
During the journey, there had been several close calls, but nothing had gone drastically wrong yet. Although the Church of Light had set up numerous barriers, through some of her husband's connections and friends, the little family had managed to leave the Crete Empire.
They were so very close now, for as soon as they crossed the Red River plains, they would be safe. Once they arrived there, people from the Kingdom of Menkaure would come to receive them.
