One covered carriage rolled out of Falopo Town, followed by another right behind it.
The lead carriage was driven by a young man with a sharp, masculine face, brown hair, and a black Liner robe edged with purple.
Inside the first carriage sat two more young men, both wearing the same black robes though their hems were lined in white.
Each of them carried a tiny newborn in a sling. The babies were no older than three days. Beside them, a middle-aged woman cradled another baby.
The triplets had survived their first three days of life while being hunted. It wasn't so different from what their father had once gone through.
Thus, it made everyone's hearts ache.
The road outside was swallowed in darkness, nevertheless they had no choice but to leave tonight. The druids might arrive in Falopo Town by morning.
Madha gripped the reins tightly, trying his best to steer, yet in the dim light he could barely see the rocky road ahead.
