"You're right" she shouted over the wind as they carried on their death march from the fallen fortress. "We can stop in Saint and grab supplies. You will acquire camping supplies and food. I will find some attire more appropriate for our story."
Elia thought about his suggestion for a moment as she spurred her steed on. "Husband and wife don't travel the countryside together. It raises too many questions. We'll be young lovers who spurned the wish of their parents and fled for the capital. That should raise less suspicion. Although, I suppose I'll be a young lover, and you'll be a middle-aged one" she quipped with a smirk, letting out the loudest laugh she had allowed since everything had gone wrong. …show more content…
The pair stopped their steeds a half hour's walk out of town. Their cover would be immediately blown if they were to ride galloping in on the celestial mounts. With a couple words, both of the steeds were reduced back to figurines, their body dull as they recharged from their use. "You'll need to lose your crest if our story will ever work." she commented casually, as she began to discard layers of her