Barreth gave Nikolas an odd look and shook his head.

“Lass, when ye done, we shall be headin to meet with the witch on the hill. Tis cooler, I will have a someone bring ye somethin, warmer, to wear then what ye have.” Nikolas called out from behind the door while thinking of the garment he was eyeing not moments ago.

“Okay, that’s fine, thank you.” Ally responded in a rushed tone.

Barreth could sense something happened before he had returned to his captain but decided it wasn’t worth visiting.

Afte Ally was well dressed, the three of them were given horses from the stables. Even though it was dark, they would be fine riding as the field was already alit with bodies being burned. Halik opted to stay back to keep an eye on Cutterson.

Nikolas hoped that Caspian was awake so he could be questioned about wandering the snowy mountains. If what he heard from the Scourts troops was true, they may be one step closer to getting the dragon well and flying.

After riding for 30 minutes,