Twenty-Eight
Tivilton
Spring 961 MC
Winter was mild that year, and soon the cold weather made way for the warmer days of spring. They had wintered in Loranguard, much as Gerald had predicted, and now they were travelling south toward Riversend and the sea.
Alric rode with Anna in the carriage while the Royal Train, which had grown significantly since their last trip, was trailing along behind. Anna had placed Gerald in charge of the entourage, and he had, at the prince's suggestion, coordinated the efforts with the cavalier, Jack Marlowe. It had been quite the job, but Anna had seen little of the details for she had spent most her time with Prince Alric.
"Isn't it glorious?" she mused, looking out the window.
Alric was sitting across from her and smiled. "It's a lovely part of the co
