Chapter 38 - To Flee Or Not To Flee

"We're here."

The wagon rider told me as I groggily got up.

It's been two days since we left the Religias small camp. We had no choice but to take a wagon for shipping crops and other food related stuff, there wasn't anything else in that village.

It was quite tough, I say. Especially with there being no comfy cushions under our butt and nothing to shield us from the scorching heat penetrating through the aged cover.

"We've arrived at Valint, sir. Just as you asked." An older man said, who was the rider.

The old man was a nice guy and he didn't trouble us with nonsense chatter or had any bad thoughts. It was nice to have an elderly man to tell you stories when you have nothing to do besides sit and hold on to the ropes so that you don't accidentally fall off.

"Anna," I shook the girl, leaning on my shoulder as she woke up.

"Master… are we there?"

"Yep" Listening to me, she got up and we both left the wagon.