We are in a big carriage, dressed with common clothes to hide better. I wear my thin yet efficient armour under my white and green dress, tied at by waist by a brown belt. I lay my feet next to the bridles that you hold to guide the horse. I have long wavy white hair. I interlace my fingers behind my head, holding my head up Hey, how much takes to arrive to the location that the king gave us? I smirk a bit and I glance at the back of the carriage, full of our equipments organised in boxes
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