"Eh, then stay in it! I won't stand up for you if someone notices you, and villagers start running after you with pitchforks and torches!" Daerian joked, chuckling a little.
The silhouette of her fortress was beginning to draw in the distance. They were getting nearer to the mountains, peaks of which were towering above the high stone walls. Even in such a dark night, their shadows were still sharp and distinct.
