Right now, everyone is escorting us outside, each one of them offering different advice. My dad, in particular, won't stop warning me about the black sword, whispering repeatedly that I should give it to him for safekeeping. I ignore him, which only makes him more frustrated.
After a while, we reach the main courtyard—the area that connects to every part of the Hunter territory. As we arrive, my eyes land on a large, worn-out carriage hitched to two muscular horses.
"Did we have a visitor or something?" Mom asks, looking at Dad for answers, clearly baffled by the presence of the carriage.
"What do you mean, 'visitor'? This is the carriage Luke and Myra will take to the Empire," Dad answers, eyeing the carriage with an air of satisfaction.
