Cyrus's cheeks went red as Wiflor kissed him. As she closed her eyes, Cyrus pet her on the head and closed his eyes as well with a happy sigh. He fell asleep rather quickly, probably because he hadn't slept in 36 hours, but Wiflor being next to him certainly helped. The wagon went on. The ride was rather smooth starting off. They were on a main road after all. "The Silk and Spice Highway" if he remembered correctly. As the name suggested, silks and spies went along this highway to various parts of the kingdom.<br/><br/>Nowadays, it served as a highway for all trade goods, which naturally made it a favored hunting ground for bandits. However, the wizard Atticus, the ranger Cyrus, and their companion Wiflor had grown rather famous in Galdryn. Bandits who thought to attack them along this route immediately changed their minds when they saw who they were. Indeed, many passed right on by them on the road, constantly looking behind them to make sure they didn't decide to take them down.<br/><br/>Atticus was happy to have fame to hide behind. He used to have fame, but those who knew his legend now were mostly scholars or people old enough to remember those days. After a few hours, Cyrus slowly began to wake up. Even after he was awake though, he decided to stay in bed next to Wiflor. He wasn't quite ready to get up yet.