Chapter 3. Part 3. Wild Fairy King.

As weeks stretched into month, endless grassland landscape rolled by – hot sun beating down relentlessly! Lilith wanted to wash and get rid of sweat, permeating her whole clothe. Her black clothe attracted merciless sun rays, and warm nights brought only slight respite.

– Bleh, I’m sick and tired of this never ending flatness! – she complained irritably, glancing sidelong at companions trudging alongside her. Their determined silence spoke volume itself! Even stoic Kragor seemed to wear thin by constant monotony, broken only by occasional glimpse of distant animal or bird in the sky. Then minotaur cleared his throat – gesturing vaguely toward smudge smoke in the distance.

– Looks like settlement, – he rumbled gruffly, hope laced in rough voice, suggesting welcome reprieve from rigors of road.

– The village might stock much needed supplies too, – Sharr hissed hopefully, slitted eyes narrowing in calculating appraisal, weighing chances of finding decent