Chapter Twelve

Calhoun and his guard, along with Firoza, made it to where his second guard stood, waiting for them with their horses. The horses neighed upon recognizing their masters, and Calhoun couldn't help but brush his horse's mane, petting it. His first guard stood beside him while Firoza was hiding at his back. She was still scared, as expressed by how she was hugging herself together as if expecting the dead man to attack her again.

Calhoun jumped on his horse and nudged it to a slow canter.

"You," he said to the first guard. "She goes with you."

The guard nodded his head, and without waiting for Firoza to understand what was happening, he carried her and hoisted her on his horse. She screamed in fear until she realized what he was doing.

Calhoun turned to look at them nonchalantly. Seeing that they were all well accommodated, he left them to their own devices and nudged his horse to a gallop.

His two guards, with Firoza, rode behind him. They all left that place i