34 Shauna
“Is that the base of the mountains?” I ask, squinting into the distance. The blue-grey smudgy line stretches on the horizon, but the rocking of our cart makes it difficult to tell.
“I think it could be. When I looked over the map, it looked like we should arrive sometime tonight if we kept a steady pace.” Philippe pulls out the map from his pack and unrolls it on the bench next to him. He traces a line following our general path through the kingdoms. He traces the towns we went through or around and stops at a point not too far from the mountains. “Yeah, that seems about right. I think we are around right here,” he says.
“We are making good time then.” I smile, shifting so my foot is up on the bench next to him. My gaze drifts up to the grey sky. “I swear to the Goddess, if
