The road wasn't too smooth but it wasn't too rough either. They had frequent stops, spending nights in lavish inns whose owners were all too happy to have the crown prince and the princess whose tales had reached many, staying at their inn. Even the servants of the inns were eager to serve the guests.
Barak and Neriah spent their inn nights doing what they had come to know how to do best; being in the company of each other and according to Barak, working towards having those babies she had talked about.
It made Neriah wonder whether if he knew she was actually already pregnant with his child, he would reduce the amount of sexual intimacy they shared.
When they weren't busy exploring each other's bodies, Neriah was listening to the many tales of Trago that she had read wrongly about or had never even heard of. Her husband, she realized, was a brilliant storyteller.
