Chapter 134. Her Cave

“You really climb this hill all by yourself every single day?” Caspian asked, pulling a wooden cart as he and Margaret climbed up a hill together. Still inside the territory of Andreia, the hill stood tall a long distance from the eastern city and stretched over a long distance, covered with patches of grass and multicolored flowers. Butterflies perched on the flower buds, and small birds could be seen flying over its length toward the sunrise.

“Yes! You get used to it after a while. And the view from up here is really nice,” Margaret replied with a smile, turning around to face Caspian. She wore a red scarf around her neck, a thick blue top made from cotton to protect her from the cold at the top of the hill, and a long blue skirt. She had her hands behind her and waddled backward as she spoke.

“You can see the big river that supplies Andreia with water; you can see some mountains and some Valtorian camps that…” Margaret paused. “Valtorian camps!? When did those get the