Chapter Twenty
Oban
Khanna walked around to the front of the carriage and called up to Taber. “Thanks for the lift,” she smiled “oh and thank sleeping beauty as well,” she added, pointing back at the coach. Taber looked calmer than when she last saw him, he had his colour back in his cheeks and had stopped shaking. “No, thank you!” he humbly said. “You saved our lives, that was incredible.” Khanna nonchalantly smiled and with a pat on the nearest horse’s backside, she merged into the crowds. This was the most people she had ever seen in one place, even busier than Daqan.
Everywhere she turned, there were crowds of people. Men, women, and children were rushing in all directions, some with bags, some with sacks. Others were pushing handcarts crammed with everything from live chickens to b
