Princess of Death (Three Provinces Book 1)

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    When the Adureeds showed up there were three, one just to handle what we needed for the trip, since the majority of our belongings had already been sent ahead.  I decided to ride the big male. I walked up to him, breathing in his fruity scent and meeting his eyes.
    “Greetings, I will be riding you. I appreciate you coming on such short notice. May I mount?” It snorted at me and butted its huge head into my shoulder which I took for a yes. I needed no help getting into the saddle, neither did Nam. Kassaptus have more than just magical abilities after all. 
    I looked behind me at the castle and I could not feel sad. I would miss my sister but she had her own life to live as did I. The Adureed did not need commands like a normal Biri horse; it just knew it was time to go. We sped through the gates and out onto the road.  We took the Left Road, which would past very briefly the cemetery P.O.T. but I knew we would be going too fast to have to deal with it.
    We would go past only a few of the towns and cities in Adura and see only a bit of the country side. The Left Road wound through dark green grass, hills and tall trees, with bark almost black and leaves a deep rich emerald. We would ride until the twilight green of the Aduran day turned into the star lit black night. I leaned forward feeling the muscles moving underneath the Adureed.
    Wind whipped against my skin and I was thankful for the good leather of my riding gear and the black cloak I had slipped on last minute. It was still a little cold, the summer months weeks away.
    We slowed down a bit as I began to see people milling about. We were quite close to the village of Masku. It was small and one of Adura’s farming communities, mainly Kassaptu resided there. I received many smiles, cheers and waves as we passed by the road that led to the heart of the village.
    “See, you’re practically famous!” Nam yelled from next to me. I could only grin as the Adureed sped up.
    When we had left the castle the moon had been high in the sky, the middle of the “day”, as the moon set and blackness began to creep over the land the only light came from the sparkling stars above.
    Just as I began to think we should stop for the night all the Adureeds slowed.
    “Yes, I was just thinking that, thank you.” I told it. We pulled off the main road and went farther into some of the more dense foliage to be hidden from the view of the road. I dismounted, a little achy, and began to stretch. I watched as Nam moved easier than I did and rolled my eyes, annoyed; stupid, skinny, athletic boy.
    I unloaded what we would need for the night as Nam went to find a bush, or whatever, boys had it so easy.  I cast a simple spell around where we would be sleeping to keep bugs and other creepy crawlies and animals away from us, I also put a few charms around to alert us if anyone came within ten feet of our camp. These were basic magics all of my people could do.
    When Nam came back I took my toiletries and walked off. Let him set up our beds and get the fire started, I did not want to deal with it. Holding up my hand, a little ball of red light shot out of my palm, giving it a flick it flew above my head, illuminating myself and a good ten feet in all directions, it gave things an enjoyably sinister look, but at least I could see.
    When I returned from washing my face, among other things, it was to some really delicious smells coming from the campfire and to see my bed was all set up, as was a weather shield. The Adureeds were not far from us, grazing.
    “I totally forgot a weather shield, thanks Nam.” The beds floated about a foot off the ground and were thick cushions, each had a comfy pillow and several blankets piled on top of it.  I sat on mine and my ass was grateful, as were my thighs. I kicked off my boots and wished we weren’t camping. I hated to camp and it also meant I couldn’t get into my night clothes. I could not wait until we reached a city.
    “Cook

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