After resting for a week, Einar left the capital of the kingdom of Breifne and began his way to the kingdom of Ailech.
The path was a little easier, this due to the fact that in the mountains and hills of the place there were not as many trees as in the swamps.
Einar who was on his horse looked at Dreide who was looking rather curiously at the hills.
"This looks extremely beautiful. I wish our tribe was located in a place like this and not the swamp where we have been living for years.
But I suppose that if we were on one of these hills, it would be much more difficult to defend against the attacks of the Christians.
In the end, we are destined to be in the swamp in order to survive. "
Einar smiled and patted Dreide on the shoulder. "Don't worry, that's why when this war is over I will entrust your tribe with a good fertile area in the east of the Island.
