Chapter 107

The journey began before sunrise.

The sky was still wrapped in a soft violet hue, and the chill of dawn clung to the air as we packed the cart. Tobias, still yawning, offered to take the reins while I double-checked the bundles of herbs, making sure everything was labeled clearly. Elior had seen us off with a tired smile, pressing a wrapped pastry into my hands and whispering, “Travel safe, girl.”