I knew when we entered Oceania. Lenold walked closer to lend his assistance. He didn’t complain about his garden this time even though some of the flowers are crushed. “My Lord” he greeted Travis. Travis never let go of me for even a second. “Find a carriage, Lenold”, he ordered, “one that goes to Eten cove”. I was stunned. How did he know? He wasn’t even there. I thought. He looked at me. That care was still in his eyes. “Everything’s going to be okay” his words soothed me. “Yeah” I struggled to say. Lenold rushed back with a report on the carriage. “I’m sorry my Lord”, he apologized, “but there are no carriages around. Awfully strange”.
I could tell that he was angry. We swept me up in bridal style, “make sure no one else enters the city until I give an order to”, he glanced at me and a
