We leave Borax, making excellent progress. Before we left the town, Aralia had gotten us two horses. Nutmeg rides with me on one, and Aralia with Chicory on the other.
"We should stop, and let the horses rest," Aralia says, and we stop. I hop off of the horse and help Nutmeg off.
"Cardamon..." She yawns, and I set her down, grabbing a blanket from the horse's saddlebag. I drape it over her and turn to Aralia and Chicory.328Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ3UiD5k3t8
"What's the plan for tomorrow?" Chicory whispers, Aralia next to him.
"We head for the castle." I watch Aralia's pale grey eyes widen.328Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoMrKJ8LT6a
"If all goes well, then Bergamot should be there." Chicory gives me a questioning look.
"How do you know he'll be at the castle?" He asks.
"I just know. I can feel it."
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