DRUNK FOLKS
The three of them crossed the rivers, mountains and the vast prairie. They didn't stop until the sun rose in the east sky.
They stopped by in a small village. Veronica disguised as a man. So, no one suspected three men traveling. They booked a triple room for themselves and rested there for a day. The horses needed some rest and so did they.
In the evening, they went to the local pub and ordered a few drinks.
"Should we drink alcohol?" Veronica was skeptical. "We need to move out tonight."
"We are going to the north. The closer we get, the colder it will become. A mug of alcohol will keep you warm," Felix said. "If you cannot handle alcohol, one mug should be fine for you."
"Even a mug is too much…" Veronica muttered. She took a sip in the mug of beer and her mouth twisted in disgust. "So bitter…"