Chapter 46
The future king of Hamal marched at the head of his host. The destination was Riverlaine, the southern city at Hamal. In two weeks’ time, Aamon was supposed to be the crown of a new king for Hamal, but the Sky Kingdoms had other plans for him. King Javan had to continue his duty for ruling for now. Today had been a fine day for marching, it was Daylight. Aamon wore his white sleeveless shirt exposing his arms to the sun, his Moonstone was on his waist, and his handheld his waterskin. Behind him, there were two hundred and seventy-nine people and ahead only twenty with carts of supplies. The wilderness was animated by voices, some were talking in high spirits, some shouted and others laughed easily. “Most were anxious but look at them now, surely there is nothing a Daylight cannot fix
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