The Far East

She hugged her daughter tightly and moved into the crowd, in amongst the rich and poor as they rubbed shoulders leaving the city.

Outside the wall, the people headed North. Whereas Minerva and her little girl headed eastward.

"Why aren't we going with everyone else?"

"We have an important thing to do. We need to go and see someone to get their help."

"Who's that?"

"His name is Rexinalt, and he lives near the mountains."

"What? Those mountains?" Rhian peered into the distance at the faint hint of snowy topped peaks creeping above the far eastern horizon.

"Yes. Those mountains."