Disguises
Tabit had no idea what was happening to her life. For the past two days she had been riding with the royal carriage and each day had been a test for her. Internally, she wanted to gallop ahead of the army and go to Draka as soon as possible, but Eltanin and Tania had been very strict with her. They didn't allow her to go ahead and ensured that she stayed beside their carriage all the time. In the night, when they would camp, Tania would make sure that Tabit camped somewhere close to her.
It was on the second day that Tania was too tired of riding. She retched and Eltanin didn't take a chance to continue with the trip. "I feel my food is going to come out of my gut!" she said and then she poked her face out of the carriage's window and puked.
"Tania!" Eltanin became too worried. He stroked her back and asked the carriage man to stop immediately. "What happened, sweetheart?" he asked, brow furrowed deeply and his face etched with worry.