~KILLIAN
We rode through the green woods.
Multiple trees lined our path and shielded us from the sun above. There were occasional breaks in the trees which in turn allowed more amount of sunlight to pass through and bless us with its warmth.
This made the forest look almost enchanting. Especially with the call of the morning birds as they went about their daily activities. Or the call of the scurrying animals of land as they tried to stay out of sight.
I was holding the reins of my horse which was carrying three children who could have not been above six to ten years. I looked up at them and smiled. They did the same.
I threw a glance behind at the women and children that followed me. There were ten women and fifteen children of different ages. The youngest were the ones I placed on m
