Nathan Free, Natalie Bound
Chapter 31: Arrival
The journey was agonizingly long. Tall-wheeled wagons like these were good across lots of kinds of terrain, but they did not move swiftly. And the clapped-together nature of my cage meant that there was no springs, no leaf, just leather suspension and a turned axle. But on the other hand, it never fucking ended: we rode through the night and the day both. At any time about a third of the knights were asleep in their saddles, reins hooked over the gunwale of a cart or the saddle horn of the next horse in line.
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