Over time, the road narrowed into a very short pathway with lots of rushes and overgrowth. It had already passed noon, and Rose needed a break to relieve herself. After waiting for as long as she could, she was about to ask Christopher to stop, but as she was ready to speak, he halted and dismounted from Onyx.
"There is a clearing with a small brook through that stand of oaks. We will water the horses and rest there for a while. Christopher removed his bed roll, opened his saddle bag, and took out a bottle of wine and some items wrapped in checkered cloth. Rose guessed it was something for them to eat.
Chris, I... Um... Well, I need to find a place to relieve myself. Her face glowed bright red in embarrassment at asking.
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