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Settis gets us a carriage.

From what I understand, he and Azerai followed us on horseback, but there is no possibility that Arina would face a trip to the Tarus stronghold under these conditions.

The Belven fens bring us a carriage and a coachman, but Settis dismisses him.

He will take us.

Azerai and Miguel will take care of the horses.

In less than fifteen minutes we are ready to go.

The Princes help Arina and I get into the spacious and comfortable carriage, and I ask her to lie down on my legs so I can assess her injuries and hold her if necessary.

Nobody objects to this.

I look up before the door closes and see Miguel standing there.

We exchanged one last look.

“Thank you,” I gesture.

The wolf understands, but says nothing. A nod is his only response. He closes the door and the journey begins.

There is a lantern hanging inside the carriage, and because of it I can get a good look at Arina.

She is pale, with knotted hair and dry lips.

I don't have water here, or anythi
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