It was good to travel with Margaret. She wasn't like the others who would talk too much and annoy my ass off but also wouldn't stay quiet and let me feel alone.
Margaret would talk sometimes and I would talk sometimes so it didn't feel like the other person were a mummy. She didn't say dull stuff and I tried to make mine interesting enough.
Mostly we'd talk about the situation of the kingdom, how we would change our individual gangs and also about the war incoming for us. The last one was almost as important or even more than other subjects.
The problem was that we didn't know how it would strike or when.
The carriage swayed a bit to the side and continued on its way. My eyes looked outside and saw a guy riding on to a horse and following the carriage.
The guy was tall and wore traveling clothes. But underneath them, I could see good armor and a muscular body. On the outside, there was a sword strapped to his leg and a yellow sigmat ring as he kept following us.
