It didn't take too long for the two of them to leave Almere and rode towards the south. Julian ended up with the horse with chestnut fur while Rowena ended up with the dark one.
It surprised the young man from the stables, but somehow, Rowena managed to make the dark horse listen to her.
Although for Rowena it made sense. It seemed like everybody else didn't take the moment to befriend the horse instead of forcing it to follow them.
The wind blew through her face, despite her hood, which was a refreshing companion as they rode through the roads of Ashland.
There were a few other travelers, but thanks to the maps she read, Rowena easily found the least traveled routes that still happened to be the perfect path for them to take.
"This is so fun!" Rowena laughed as she gripped the reins of the horse. She glanced over her shoulder and said, "Hurry up, Julian!"
