Heading out

Ford helped clean up the breakfast dishes while Mia excused herself to finish taking down the tent and saddle her horse.

"She does too much," He sighed under his breath.

"I agree," Anaisa's voice made him jump as she joined him. "She's leading the way, cooking most of the meals, and doing everything else under the sun we'll let her. Girl's going to tire herself out."

"And now, I've made her part of the scouting expedition as well," Ford grimaced. "Maybe… she should just tell me which direction to go, and I'll move ahead alone and report back."

"What about turns? Without a clear view of the sun and no path, it's much easier to get lost in forests. Travelers who leave the road on the way to the Capital in search of a shortcut are sometimes never heard from again." The Countess advised.