Feyra looked at the carriage. It had a crest on it, showing that the person inside was of high status.
Wow... Who might that be?
Feyra shook her head, looking ahead again. She still hadn't found an inn. Though her mind also told her she could go a night without sleep once in a while.
Perhaps I should...
"You look troubled. Is there anything I can help with?" the voice of a man interrupted her thoughts. Feyra looked around. She couldn't find anyone.
"You have to look up. I'm inside here," the voice drifted down. Feyra finally looked to her right, seeing the carriage and the source of the voice.
Inside the carriage!?
"Now now... What is it that troubles you? You seem rather peculiar. Why not join me? That way we could talk a bit more... in private," the man said, his voice sounding rough. He seemed to be already a bit older.
