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don't you tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash The journey to the Desert from the Field is not a long one, and I am relieved to see that our companion (if one could call him that) has not followed us. Though he had said that Pevensie had invited him to the Desert, I have trouble believing it; my queen has always seemed more sensible than that, even if she is present infrequently.
Fortuntely, the company I travel with now is good, and I glance over toward Naira with a friendly smile. Aziz had been right when he had said she was a ‘fine looking mare’, and while I have no untoward intentions on her I must agree with him. “It’s not too far,” I tell her as we make our way along the edge of the forest that surrounds the Lake of Serenity. “Only a few miles.” Naira has said that she wants to see both of my homes. I had told her a little, back in the Field, but now that we’re on the way, I decide that I may as well elaborate.
“We have two queens here – Camrynn and Pevensie. They were chosen to rule after our former queen, Yael, stepped down.” I do not say that part of the reason that Yael had finally handed over the crown was that the death of my father, her King, had been hard on her. I mourned Vanquish too, of course, but I had never been his favorite son. “There are plenty of oases there, too.” I added as I feel the earth between our feet begin to shift to sand. There is an area of scrub brush before the true dunes begin.
“The Orange Country is that way,” I say, gesturing toward the west with my muzzle. The ground there falls away into canyons, and my herd land is nestled within the crook of one of the largest. “And this is the Desert.” We’ve crested the first dune, and in front of us spreads endless golden sands. Here are there are bright flecks of blue and green, oases that shelter the kingdom. The sky is red and pink, illuminated by a setting sun, and behind us the darkening sky is just beginning to reveal stars.
“What do you think?” I ask, turning away from the beautiful view of the kingdom to look at Naire. She is lovely in this light, I think, as golden as the dunes with her mane and tail like the clouds in the sky.
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