The warrior smiled as Rhoynar approached. Apparently he hadn’t noticed the conversation and she was grateful to the gods that she wouldn’t have to explain anything to him. As they headed out she couldn’t help notice the ever so slight twitch in his face. Those dark eyes of him seemed gloomy. A shudder went through Illinfers spine and she drove Epona to follow the knight as he picked up the speed. A day, huh? Hopefully he wouldn’t throw himself into the seen as soon as they reached the docs . . . The woman didn’t bother trying to give him a smile. He was so focused. What did she care anyway? She took a deep breath as they left the city walls behind them That place had been so crowded! Now she was back to the familiar freedom of nature. Closing her eyes the woman laid back her head, listening to the rhythmic sound of hooves on stone. Epona was a trained warhorse. She would follow the road, dodging anyone that dared step in her way. The sounds changed as people passed by . . . as did the rhythm of one of the horses. Illinfer snapped back to attention, looking at Rhoynar, then to the cart they were passing.

The warriors features changed as a spike of terror shot through he like a lightning bolt. She drew her sword and laid the blank steel across her saddle in front of her, raining in Epona so she would avoid passing by too close to the cart. When they had finally passed she felt the knights gaze upon her and met his eyes with a grim expression. “You are misinformed. The illness was never entirely eradicated. There was small village near the mountains that was cleansed just recently.”  She took a deep breath as she remembered the horrid scenes. Luckily she had been one of the warriors designated to protect the healers. And as they had seen no way of recovery for those poor people they had left for home, taking their guards with them. “Apparently some fled . . .I didn’t know it came this far.” Her voice shook slightly. This was not good. This wasn’t good at all! What if the northern villages were infected as well? She didn’t have the time to go and check. This morning, however, everything had been just fine. She calmed herself with the knowledge that her parents-in-law would flee the instant they saw any signs of the plague. They would be safe.

“We should leave as immediately!” her dark voice sounded earnest and rough as she swallowed down the sickly motion coming from her stomach. Without waiting for an answer she sheathed her sword and  kicked her tongue. Her horse sprang into a wild gallop. The people they had passed had been the last on the road. This late most travelers had already taken camp or were about to. No one - except for a certain knight and warrior - was stupid enough to wander the roads at night since there would be thieves roaming about close to the city. The farther the rode the smaller the chance of meeting those lot.