Indur took a long bath and dressed clothes brought by servant. It weren't perfectly fit but still much better than his own torn and sweated heavily. It wasn't a common clothing either, seemed more sophisticated as black robes were fine made and soft in touch.
When he left the bathroom, already clothed, with clean hair pulled behind, Mouth was already waiting for him. Seeing him, he got up and grinned, clapping hands slowly few times as mocking applause.
- Now, Il-Indur, you look like a noble man... Lovely, so lovely, really. Now, follow me. We have some miles to Barad - dur.
Man followed him till entrance, seeing outside his horse staying
Uvatha dismounted slowly, almost falling, holding on stirrup, before decided to walk in direction of barn, with head low. He was back from the town and it was very late, in fact it was very middle of night.
He lead horse inside the barn and unsaddled it with much difficulty, too bothered with dizziness to clean it, just leaving and climbing on the ladder, crawling then on four to his bedding and falling with face down, before turned on back and fell asleep in instant.
He was still snoring slightly, when someone climbed at the ladder. It was late morning and Rowan only sighed, seeing his state, intending to go back, but man sudden opene
Uvatha leaned back in saddle, enjoying sun warming his face, calmed down by monotonous sound of crickets in high grass.
Almost two weeks passed, since he left lonely house of woman at the borders of small village and was still heading North, expecting soon to see at far horizon low peaks of Gray Mountains.
The weather was warm and sunny, as even here, in far North, the summer was in it's full season. The road was empty and he haven't meet a soul since three days, when passed few merchants and one bigger caravan of dwarfs from Iron Hills. He remembered, one of dwarfs greeted him and asked loudly if didn't want to buy gems for a lady or craft