After the festivities quieted down, it was time to finally continue the journey that had come to a standstill.

“As I promised–this is the most reliable steed in the village,” Alekkai said.

A Verma villager, responsible for tending to the horses within the land, brought the lead to Vandread’s hand, who looked at the ginger-furred stallion, petting its hair as he sized it up.

“He’ll do nicely. Thanks,” Vandread said, hopping up on its back.

Alekkai hoisted up a large sack that seemed filled to the brim, “Don’t forget this. You’ll need to eat to survive such a long journey. My wife made sure you had plenty to fill your stomachs with”...

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