42. Sweet salt

The moon was disappearing from their sight. Dimming by the light slowly scattering in the sky. The darkness around them was vanishing. The sun might rise at any moment from the horizon. The dawn was approaching. They could see the towers of the castle peeking from the cool mist in the air. They speed up the pace, viewing the castle in front of their eyes. Halting in front of the castle they glanced the sky above them the rays of the sun were seeking out before it could show up completely. The watcher from the keep shouts on sighting them. "The Lady is back."

On hearing the announcement of the watcher. The portcullis began to roll up. Cressida asked Leserli to get down from the horse and turned around to leave. Leserli called her on her back.

"You have to be back before the ceremony," Leserli said, watching her leave.