Before evening, we reach the first crossroad. Some of the carriages take a different route, while we continue straight towards the north.
We've spent less than a day travelling, but the difference in the temperature is already noticeable.
«How long is it to Kyre?» I inquire. I've never asked before, but I prefer to know how long I'll sleep in a carriage.
«It's about ten days at a normal pace. However, we'll speed up as soon as we reach my territories. The roads are kept in better condition than here.»
«Did you schedule the maintenance works to have them ready for this occasion?» I ask, grinning mischievously. It wouldn't surprise me too much if he actually did.
«No, my dear. I always keep the roads clean and smooth. Not just for my own benefit but to facilitate trade and journeys.»
«Don't tell me... How much did you gain in custom taxes during the war? Polis' harbour had been out of function for almost two years. From when you got involved.»
