Blaecwyn looked to the sky and sighed heavily. Night was falling which meant she would need to make camp to rest her horse and yet she had not gotten as far as she had wanted to this day.
A week before she had packed her saddlebags, donned her armour and left her home behind her. She hated doing that. There was nothing quite like coming home, spending some time with her husband and children, simply relaxing in the comfort of her house with the company of her family, but as much as she loved those times they were always short-lived.








