4
“Hello there,” Finn said in a cheerful voice. It was one of the beauties of him. He could stare a demon in the eye and greet him with a foolish charm. “Lovely day to be out, though I can’t imagine it’s ever nice being packed so close together.”
The soldier stared at Finn for a long moment. “What is your reason for travel?”
“How do you mean?” Finn said.
“Why are you on the road?” The soldier stepped closer to our horse.
“Well…” Finn said, “we’ve got the cart, and I thought the road would be better than hoping for good luck in the woods.”
“I don’t have time for―”
“I’m sorry, sir,” I cut across the soldier. “This one gets a tad slow when he’s tired, and last night was a bit long for us.”
“What business do you have traveling on the Guilds’ road?” the soldier said.
“Had to move some
