The horses galloped, pulling the heavy prison carriage forward. The priest at the front guided the whole thing, and though they could have reached Lmemore in three days with a regular carriage, the immense weight of this mobile prison slowed them down. It would take five days instead.
Two horses flanked the carriage, each ridden by priests with second-circle mystic powers. Reeva could spot them through the small peephole in the stone door.
Ahead of the prison carriage was a lighter, more typical one meant for travel. Inside, the prince of Eyre rode with three of his companions. Surrounding the whole convoy were more priests than Reeva cared to count, though he knew that escaping would be no easy task.
