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Leaf greeted the two riders with a roar of voices. Frightened residents almost threw themselves under the hooves of horses, trying to tell about the events that had taken place. Yarsi silently looked at the faces twisted with fear, at the trembling hands, nevertheless squeezing a simple weapon. Someone was holding a club, someone was holding a wide knife, and some had pitchforks or scythes. Although the villagers were frightened, no one was going to leave their houses.

The headman was met at the entrance to the outskirts, it was clear that the old man was waiting for them. He gave the heir to the throne a piercing look and bowed his head. Unlike the others, he did not rush towards the riders. Perhaps he was the only one who immediately realized that the sent messenger could not ride to the capital in such a short period of time, could not have time to tell anything. Yes, and the guests did not appear from the side of the main road, but arrived directly through the fields, without ta