Somewhere in Viscarrian...
Carefully walking her horse through the forest that paved way for them to pass, lonely cricket sounds can be heard from behind the trees, giving the dark quiet forest some company, but in Anna's chest, her heartbeat was calm and steady, even though her mind and eyes remained at alert.
The twigs were crunching under the horse's hooves as they ventured deeper into the woods. What aided the forest with a bit of light was the full moon that shone like silver against the darkness of the sky.
The humming sound of the cold wind as it blew its frosty air, made Anna shudder slightly and she felt happy about the fact she wore a cloak, else she won't be able to survive how cold it was starting to get outside.
And it wasn't even snowing yet.
