167 CLXVII. Innsjo

"Really? That's great! That's why its bottom is so shallow!" replied Dag, stunned by the news, which he had never read anywhere.

After about a minute's silence, he asked: "How far is Hevnen from the port of Innsjo?"

"With your horses, you will get there within a few hours and… we'll arrive in about two hours. I think you're going to reach your destination before tonight. Are you messengers of your Clan?" asked the ship's captain, curiously.

Dag looked at him, trying to guess his intentions: despite the tone of his rude and menacing voice, Emil seemed to be just a normal sailor, who loved the sea and his ship.

In any case, it would not have been prudent to reveal the whole truth to him, it was better to keep his distance.

"Yes, we are messengers. We're armed because this is the first time we've come here to Kvete, and we didn't know what to expect" Dag said, trying to be friendly.