In the dead of the night, while everyone else was asleep, Melgor suddenly asked, “How’d you do it?”
The spooked horses had already been calmed down by Barrack and his men. The entire camp was silent, so Melgor had to whisper to Milo.
Milo glanced at Melgor but did not answer his question. “What’s your dream?”
“Dream?” Melgor was slightly taken aback. Milo was acting like his life coach.
“Yeah, your dream,” Milo repeated.
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