The golden mountains grew closer with each step, their peaks catching the last light of the setting sun. The green hills had given way to a gentler landscape, dotted with small farms and winding streams. The air was warm and sweet, carrying the scent of wildflowers and fresh earth. We had been walking for two days. Seraphiel's strength was slowly returning, though he still leaned heavily on Elias. Aldric's steps were steadier, her gold eyes brighter. The flower path's effects had faded, leaving behind a quiet contentment that none of us wanted to break. "There," Elias said, pointing ahead. "A settlement. We can rest there." I followed his gaze. A small cluster of buildings nestled in a valley, their roofs thatched with golden straw. Smoke rose from chimneys, carrying the smell of cooking food. My stomach growled. "A settlement," Aldric repeated. "Are we safe there?" Elias nodded. "This is neutral territory. The people here are farmers, not fighters. They trade with everyone and
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