How shall we pass our days without laughter? Otherwise, as women of stone shall we roam…” –Wisdom of Rutha, 54:3Early in the morning, the travelers broke camp and descended into the wide valley. The vibrant greens and reds and oranges and yellows of the hills and mountains were more subdued here, and a high marine cloud layer formed a ceiling in the sky. The travelers, however, were in good spirits and made steady progress. Aeden and Betha brought up the rear, talking as they marched, keeping up with the group but hanging back just a bit.“…and so Priam, he’s left there standing, holding the bag in his hands, not knowing quite what to do with it, while the royal guard is barking orders at him to back away from the princess and to kneel down on the ground!”Betha gasped wide-eyed, “What did he do?”“Well, what would you do? He backed away slowly, then threw the bag over the heads of the guard into the crowd and bolted. Half of the guards ran after the bag and the other half after him, but the marketplace was so crowded that he managed to sneak away.
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