A Royal Gamble

[Gar]

Heeding Sahltie's advice, Gar ditched the wagon behind some brush and unhooked the horses. She gave one horse to Sahltie, while the other hobgoblin saddled up in front of her. "Your freedom is less than a day away and you have--more or less--come out unharmed," she told her two charges dryly as they rode the horses back to the road, "You've been treated better than you treat your own captives. Also, you'll be regaled as champions for completing the trial. I hope this will be enough incentive not to cross me again and go on your way once you're released."

The half-orc glanced sideways at Salhtie, trying to get a read on him, though she knew she was never any good at it. She could only judge people by their actions and deductive reasoning. Traveling into the hobgoblin capital with the two of them was going to be a very dangerous gamble. 

After hours of travel Gar finally saw the city in the distance. Soon they were riding their horses up to the main gate.