Duke Edward Drake
Dovev did not have long to wait for his client to be ready – a welcome change from his usual clientelle. ”Of course.” he said, having made his own preparations. ”Then. Let us go.”
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Dovev knew the desert road well enough – he'd traveled it enough times to know, especially, when he went wrong and when he needed to correct his course. It wasn't hard to lose one's way in the desert, but the road was marked and so he was able to return to it's relative safety from slightly afar. Still, there were some delays and great relief when the city – and its precious oasis - appeared before them...