We made it to the Kingdom of Jaks in two days like Halvor predicted. The army made camp just outside the border while Halvor and I were to go with a group of warrior nobles as emissaries to ask the king for an alliance.
On the last day of our journey here I was finally allowed and able to ride my own horse. Halvor presented me with a beautiful grey stallion, with a shining white mane. He had a strong yet gentle disposition and I felt a bond with him immediately. His name was Fjell.
I rode alongside Halvor and Bjorn. Fjell was large, but Bjorn still towered over him. Gunnar and ten other warrior nobles rode behind us. As we crossed the border it wasn’t long until knights from the Kingdom of Jaks rode out to meet us. The Northern Kingdom and Jaks were friendly with each other given their
