Finally!
Adela took a satisfying breath beneath her helmet, her face and hair concealed. She had managed to bypass what she hoped would be the final platoon of knights obstructing her path without ever getting stopped. Her black apprentice knight suit fit her perfectly, the result of meticulous adjustments she had personally overseen. Every seam and strap were aligned flawlessly, allowing for maximum agility.
With enough distance now separating them, she could accelerate into the countryside that lay between the Archduchy's main streets and the Latoran desert in the heart of Emoria. She affectionately stroked Evita's neck and back, silently communicating that she would soon ride her as fast as they could go.
"Now!" Adela urged her trusted steed forward with a gentle squeeze of her heels against the mare's sides. Evita responded instantly, her sleek muscles rippling beneath her glossy coat as she carried them forward with remarkable speed.