The sun appeared on the sky, and the coldness of the night slowly dissipated, but it was still rather chilly.
Walking along a misty street, the old man could see his breath in front of him with each step.
Adam, and Raquel walked after him, trying to keep up with his brisk pace.
It was clear that he was anxious to reach his home.
After taking the horses to the stables, all the slaves dispersed and headed to their own homes with faces full of smiles.
However, before they left, they all thanked Adam with tears running down their eyes, and it left quite a lasting impression on him.
"We're here!" The old man arrived by one of the three-story buildings at the corner of the street.
It was a brownish house with square-shaped windows, a pitched roof, and a chimney in the middle. It looked like a cozy home for a family.
