Chapter 121

Doreon stopped the horse and dismounted. In front of him the soldiers of the commander took the steeds gathering them together. She sat comfortably in front of a fire, at her side were Blake, Lyza and Barclay.

Doreon decided to stay away from them. He took off his cloak and sat down and placed it next to him. He was in front of the girl and could see her through the flames.

The commander was quiet and talking to Blake and Barclay, she had freed herself from the belt with her swords and placed it at her feet, while Barclay, sitting to her right, handed her a piece of dried meat.

Doreon watched them carefully, the portrait of tranquility, as they argued among themselves.

The girl's features were relaxed and serene, as they always were when she was surrounded by her warriors; The shadows of the flames danced on her face, while she moved a lock of pink hair behind her ear, with her elbows resting on her knees.

They had left that morning at dawn and had