Mallory opened her mouth to reply, her words remaining unspoken when she saw the man ride past. With his armour and sword at his side, he had to be a warrior. Behind him was another horse carrying two panniers. She waited until he was a fair distance from them before she spoke. “That’s what we need. A packhorse with those baskets. Look how much extra space we’ve needed this time.” She glanced at the chest beside her that was filled with their gear.
Callum turned to Danae. “Do you think we could swap any of the more expensive things at the stables?”
“Maybe. The stable owner has a lot of dealings with the apothecary if any of the horses get sick. He might be interested in the powdered dragon scale.”
“We could get a horse?” Brodie asked.
“Not a horse, but possibly a donkey,” Danae said.
