The Veredor Chronicles: Book 02 - The Journey West - Plot & Excerpts
The river was about five hundred yards across at its widest point. The surface of the water was completely still and reflected the trees on the far bank with almost perfect accuracy. The town was much larger than Lantern Hill with hundreds of houses lining the waterside south of the river. They sat on their horses and stared down from the top of the hill above the town. Twilight was fast approaching; the sun had already set in the western sky leaving a faint blue glow above the horizon. The evening was growing cool and dark. ‘Wouldn’t you prefer staying in an inn?’ asked Red. ‘It sure is nice staying in a palace or manor house and being treated like royalty, but I’m starting to miss the cheerfulness of a bar and the smell of ale.’ ‘You will never make a good noble if that’s how you feel,’ said Cassiel. ‘I think the novelty of nobility is wearing off. I like the idea of being a noble much more than the reality.’ ‘I once stayed in a nice inn down by the river,’ said Cassiel.
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