The four women had been on their own once outside the city when they turned Wulf's guards back the other way. Aliria had been annoyed that he insisted on the men accompanying them through Rome, but she understood that somehow it made everyone else feel better about the trip in general. Kalira's Senator and laywer both seemed on edge last Aliria saw them, and even Wulf appeared emotional, though it was hard to tell through his rough exterior. Even Attellus reacted poorly, though she knew there was slight relief on his part with her mother leaving the city as well.

But she understood. Because the truth of the matter was they were leaving Rome, endangering all of their lives in order to make it to Scynthia, and if they returned, there would hopefully be two babies in their party. Aliria however didn't know if she would return, what with the whole baby time change thing unresolved. If she were to disappear into the ether, she preferred to be in Scynthia.

It had been almost two weeks into the trip and so far she, Karina, Kalira and Kalira's handmaiden Reggia had only been confronted by travelers twice - thankfully with no attacks from either party. Once they were able to trade with a young family heading to Rome. Aliria handed over what little coin she had to the people in need and took a good portion of their food in exchange. Then they all pointed them in the direction of the ludus, knowing that Wulf would help them out. Besides, coin wasn't needed where the women were going now.

Aliria woke early to get their camp packed up in order to head out as soon as they possibly could. The herbs they packed to keep Kalira from getting sick had run out and the last three mornings they were held back from leaving due to Kalira's illness. She was grateful her mother had passed the stage, though Karina's own pregnancy kept them from moving as quickly as Aliria would have liked.

"Everyone ready to go?" Aliria asked as she cleared the small hill from the river where they set their camp. Skins filled with water, Aliria felt prepared to go as far as the southern border of where the Dacian/Scynthian forest reached, though she knew that their timing depended on the other three. "I think we'll make good time today if we take the northeast route through the hills, though it's not as fast as the main road, but we'll avoid other travelers."

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