In the night sky, thick dark clouds lingered as usual. Ian leisurely rode his horse along the endless avenue above.
Ahead of him was Mev and Philip also on their horses. Ian did not bother to ride alongside them or make conversation, as he did not wish to share emotions with those who might become enemies.
In fact, Ian had spoken less than ten sentences since leaving the village. Mev was equally quiet; she was one of the most serious knights Ian had encountered.
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