As always, the party rested halfway through the day, knowing they would arrive in Montville late that evening.
After resting, Desmond decided to ride outside of the carriage so they would be easily identified when entering the township. There was high mistrust because of jewel thieves in the mines and monsters in the surrounding mountains.
Leonor was understanding. While it was preferred to ride with Desmond next to her, watching him in action was better than she could have ever imagined. She found herself easily admiring him.
Even though he wore a hood because of how cold it was getting outside, she took notice of his straight posture and skill on horseback. He looked regal with his silver sword at his side and black leather gloves with gold buttons that tightly gripped the reins of his horse.
