Amna's song kept us company until the towering gates appeared a distance away. We had finally arrived.
I would have preferred to teleport, but I couldn't trust this weird but bubbly girl who seemed to be stalking me and unceremoniously made me her husband.
I had tried to argue with her but she seemed to stick to her tradition saying that when a woman tells a man her real name it means she's interested.
In the barbarians' customs. A woman is given two first names. One is the normal name they're called while the other is to be revealed only to her future spouse.
I had never read about that. It seems it had been kept out of the records.
We arrived at the town's towering gates the lights shining down on us.
"Stop, state your names."
The guards at the top shouted down at us the moment they noticed us. I was about to step forward from the shadows and identify myself but Amna held me back.
