The Gale Knights I led, along with the Falkenheim family's wagon, raced along without rest. We were slowed by having to match the wagon's pace, but it looked like we'd reach Breisburg in half a day.
Thankfully, Viktor's daughter-in-law had come to her senses and was applying salve to her husband's wounds and bandaging them with the emergency kit I'd given her. She seemed pretty practiced at it, as though this wasn't the first or second time.
After confirming that the young couple was safe, Viktor seemed to catch his breath. I matched my horse's stride to his packhorse's. Mont Blanc protested with a snort, as if asking why we were crawling along like a slug.
"Calmed down a bit?"
"Yes. Thank you so much for your help. I will never forget this kindness."
"Saving my father's friend is the natural thing to do."
