Chapter ~ 16

Rakia's POV

Hermon was a town in the Eastern Midlands named after a great healer who cured the entire town of a dreaded skin disease that killed millions of people in the 1800s.

That was what Richard told me, a few hours before we got to the town.

It was buzzing with life, reminding me of market days back in Hartland. Traders displayed their goods and hawked everywhere. Fruits, vegetables, jewellery, clothes, hats, cooking utensils, farming tools, weapons, upholstery, pottery, ceramics, firewood, you name it. Everything was sold here. Little children loitered around the wooden stalls and tents as traders called for customers to purchase their wares.

"Is this place always like this?" I asked.

"Yeah. It's the biggest trading town in the Midlands,"