It was dark, starless night when Harondred rode his trusted steed, Halgalad up the hill from High King's Crossing to get to Tinnudir. He was determined to get there the very same day as he promised her he will return quickly, things however didn't go as planned and he was late. Watching the road he traveled, rising and lowering his head to tell his whereabouts and judging next step. Suddenly gust of wind managed to blow some clouds away letting the pale moonlight to brighten his surrondings.
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