Kit looked up at the purple cliffs that were getting closer. An uneasy feeling grew within her when she realized that they were close to the borders of the Plainlands. The memory of what Crayden had done to her was still strong. Ronet’s soft voice brought her back to where she was.
- Is everything alright, your highness? You look worried.
- I'm fine Ronet. I just hope that we don’t need to ride through the Plainlands to get to Arlyon.
- No need to worry about that, your highness. There is a narrow passage between Morat'x and the Plainlands. Prince Leerian is leading us there. I don’t think he would risk an altercation with Crayden’s men when we have no more than fifty soldiers. Not that we wouldn’t be able to give Crayden’s men a fight but we don’t really have the time for that right
