Sagi gleams showing his pearly white teeth. He went to one of the horses and immediately unlocked the belt that straps them to the carriage. Without a saddle, he took a horse and rode it. Then, turns to me and offers his hand.
My ankle long dress makes it difficult for me to separate my legs and Sagi chose not to let me show my limbs to not compromise my dignity. He positions me sitting sideways in front of him, my body is between his strong arms where his hand tightly holds the reins of the steed.
With a loud sound from his mouth and a kick from the man's shoes, the horse starts to gallop its way out of the capital. The soldiers at the gate staring at us with shock are confused if they are going to let us pass or stop us. General Min Joon peers at us with furrows eyebrows as we pass by him talking to the people from the caravan.