With the large group's sluggish pace, Arran soon began to feel as if the journey to the mines would take forever.
When they had been brought from the mines to the city, it had taken less than a week to arrive. But now, traveling with a priest, acolytes, soldiers, servants, and supply carts, their travel was slow enough that two weeks passed before they even approached the mines.
Although the slow pace caused Arran some frustration, he didn't particularly mind the journey.
The landscape they crossed was nothing if not beautiful, with the road leading them through endless hilly green fields, speckled with farms that reminded Arran of his childhood.
And while he had no intention of courting Muna, he could not deny that he enjoyed the attention she gave him. Even if that only added to the hostile looks he received from the other Darians.
Still, he was relieved when he finally saw the mines appear in the distance.
