
Last night Kord and I took turns to keep watch. Until the minute before dawn. Princess Asaru woke up and immediately got angry because she was not woken up to get a guard turn.
But, what to say. Neither of us could bother him, seeing him cry in his sleep. Delirious calling his father and mother, which only ended when the half-moon had begun to sink beyond the horizon. When he can really fall asleep.
Two groups of traders began to arrive. With his cart and caravan. Keep going, like without a pause. The more the sun came out of the contest, the more people came. It was a good time for us to come out of hiding and mingle.
The three of us were wearing brown coats, which Artapatu had provided in a niche containing clothing. Princess Asaru was without any problems while wearing it. I need a little adjustment in order to be able to hide the short sword at the waist. Another story with Kord struggling to hide his sword. It extends past the mantle that extends to the underside of the ankle.
I was upset that he was hindering our movement. I forcibly took the sword and intended to throw it away. Princess Asaru held him back before it actually happened. Asking for a long sword from my hand, to be tied to Kord's back. Using the rope that we previously used as a handle while riding Shege. Cut the excess length, which after all will not be needed when riding alone.
We're all ready, we're out of hiding. With the woofy I hid in the bag, while Shege took off, while still escorting Princess Asaru from a height.
We turn the direction backwards. Follow in line at the very end of the row, with the hood of the coat attached, and the head down. Slowly follow the queue, while more and more people arrive.
One step into the gate. The guards on the right and left sides stared intently at every visitor who came. Observe if anything suspicious is found. But, that's why we're entering Capitor City now. The gatekeeper will not check in detail the default of each visitor, as in a normal day. It's crazy to do that. This queue could be finished tomorrow.
Smoothly. One of the guards looked at us with suspicion. It glared so wide and did not blink. Kord was terrified to see it and almost ran away if I hadn't held back. Whether God was joking with us or how, the guard turned out not to be glaring at us. He was trying to keep his eyes open so as not to fall asleep, although in the end the young man who holds the spear was stuck to his superior because he was caught snoring. Broken laughter all around seeing the young warrior shrivel scolded by his surly superiors.
Five meters from the guard gate, just behind the end of the kingdom's largest city. Take off all the fear and feel so relieved because it has passed the initial stage of our plan. I wanted to jump while screaming in excitement, but it was impossible. We may even be suspected and thwart this whole plan.
"Be careful, don't act alone, and don't hesitate to call us for help." I said it while looking directly into Princess Asaru's eyes. At a glance he nodded, to then immediately turn around and leave without a word. Hiding the red hue on his face.
Uh! Again the favorite epic drama scenes of mothers.
Who makes up such a story!?