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had killed many, but there were still and as the wonderful man I am, sales would argue over the amount of guarding the caravan and now he was
many left. He felt a knife go through his decided to recue you.” The last part silk they would get for their ornaments trying out cooking. Darius loved learning
left biceps and gritted his teeth to stop ended up in a teasing tone, while the with Ava – the blind interpreter and he had learnt much more here than
the knife from falling out of his hands. others scoffed or chuckled at his words. whenever a native with other he ever had behind the walls. He had
He felt his sight dim and his last “Wonderful or more so – foolish,” a man languages came by. Dilshad would be also changed, from the stoic captain
thoughts were of the warm, calloused with short black hair with a scar on his taking care of the camels and the – to still a stoic, but he now laughed
hands that gently ran through his right cheeks said. “Who would have horses in the barn, which sometimes freely and he rarely frowned. He now
cheeks. rescued a stranger – covered in blood Darius would join him. Paviz would be came to view the caravan as his family
Darius was awoken with the smell – in the group of bandits – in the middle taking care of the supply, buying foods and so did they, especially Arman. They
of rabbit soup, such a long time since of the desert, but you Arman.” The man from the market, eyes filled with were like brothers in all but blood; they
he had any. “Be careful,” a warm voice – now Arman chuckled lightly and took childish eagerness every time he saw acted as if they had known each other
said. “We wouldn’t want you to open up a bite of his soup. “Well stranger,” he a strange, new ingredient. Darius had all their lives. He was planning to tell
the wounds again eh boy?” He stiffened, said in a deep voice, “let us know thy learnt many recipes from him and he them the truth about himself when they
noticing that he wasn’t alone; he was name for then we could start calling you daresay that he had became a quiet had reached Xi’an , their last stop.
surrounded by eight figures, male and by name.” Darius was hesitant, giving good cook. When they were travelling, “We’re over here – in between Dun
female. “I am not a boy,” he winced at out his name would surely mark him as Bahadur and Arash – the swordsmen Huang and Xi’an, just a few more weeks
how dry his throat was and the pain in the wanted man – but he had nowhere and the marksmen would be in the and this trip’s going to be over,” Arman
his chest when he said it. “I’m glad that to go – though he could. “Alborz – my middle of the caravan, looking for any said enthusiastically. “We’ve got really
you could still speak.” There was the name is Alborz.” Arman looked at signs of danger. Ester, the navigator, good trades this year,” Zareen smiled.
warm voice again, and he glanced at him in silence for a moment, as if would carefully point out the way – “We haven’t even reached Xi’an yet and
the owner. It was a man not much contemplating on his statement – following the stars. And as for Arman we have almost ran out of stuff. We got
older than he was, with dark brown hair before breaking out into a wide smile. – the leader – it would seems like he a lot more silk than last time and they’re
and a rare color of blue for his eyes. He “Well Alborz, we could use another barely did anything, sometimes singing all very high quality too!” He was now
was dressed in the same Persian clothes member in our small little family.” and goofing around and others he spent dancing around the fire, hands rubbing
as his, but more like a – ‘merchant’ he The following year was if to say – his time sleeping, but he was the bond together in glee. “You’ve said that at
thought. ‘I must have been rescued or fun – for Darius. He came to enjoy the that held the rowdy group together – he least ten times this month, Zareen,”
more likely captured by a group of life of the people around him, free and was their comfort – if he was smiling, Daruis said teasingly. “Alborz,” Zareen
merchants.’ As thought the man knew boundless. They follow no rules, stopping everything would be fine. For Darius, he whined in a cute tone. The others
his thoughts, he said, “We found you in every town that they passed by to simply did everything. From taking care chuckled at their small banter and the
being attacked by a group of bandits, trade for goods, where Zareen – the of the horses, watching the stars, atmosphere was warm and cozy. When