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Angels and Blood - Chapter 9Chapter 9Angels and Blood - Chapter 9 by Black--Moth
A Plot Finally
She was starting to get sleepy from the rhythmic bounce of the horse's movement when they finally plodded in to Jagarkot at about an hour and a half passed noon. Just outside the town they passed the clearing where fireworks were being arranged by the townsmen. They were working hard, sweating with effort to get all the rockets out and erected properly, yet the man in charged still took time to run up and welcome them.
“Welcome to Jagarkot!” one of the men said. “You've come to the right place for fireworks! You are staying for them tonight, aren't you?”
Ronin was not planning to stay, but they listened to him laud the charms of Jagarkot's fireworks, games, food, and dancing. Riven laughed, charmed at the apparent hospitality of the village, and told the men not to overwork themselves before they moved on.
When they rode into Jagarkot a couple of little girls ran up to them and held up necklaces of red leaves from the trees.