~ in a small village bothering Astria(Melenmore)~
Eskiel came inside the small cottage where I was staying. It was where they had decided to rest for the night because the journey ahead was going to be dangerous.
My sweet word, aching and so was most of my body. The journey had been long and gruesome but it had been important for my survival.
The small army that I had been traveling with could not be seen by a lot of people because it would raise alarms and concerns among people. The night was the best travel and the day was beginning to start. So we had to put the journey to rest at the moment.
In this part of the country, not many people might recognise me, but I was not going to take the chance. The risks that I had taken in my life had been evaluated very carefully and at the moment, that careful evaluation was everything I depended on.
