A slave is found

Tamara's muscles are sore and her feet are killing her, yet she has no choice but to keep moving. She's mad now that she was spoiled all her life. She was sitting around while maids took care of her every wish. If she walked too much in the garden they would massage her feet. If she scratched her arm, three doctors would have rushed to prepare unguents and pain medicine. And now? She's pretty sure her ankle is twisted, but what good would it be to complain? The others are in the same situation. It's not like they can carry her around. They need to move fast and stay hidden.

Roland's arm is hurt after they encountered one of Tommen's rangers and had to take him down. One of the other guys is dragging his feet after a mountain lion bit him the other day. The beast smelled their food and attacked them out of nowhere.

Tamara wipes her sweat and calls the dragon again. Yesterday, she couldn't hear it and they spent an entire day walking in the wrong direction. But today, the song it sings