THE LOST CROWN: FAM'S SOUL

The carriages began to move, they stopped occasionally to rest then continued to move towards the west. The path to YHÀKADÉI was rocky in some parts and sandy in others. The wind was quite generous, it never stopped - perhaps too generous. It kept howling making it impossible for the travellers to have chit chats along the way.

The irresistible queen of hayun was accompanied by guards, soldiers, merchants, animals and some slaves locked in chains. It was slave trade season, she wouldn't want to miss out on anything, even if it meant trading on their way to YHÀKADÉI.