Chapter 141

"I can pass for a white person if I dye my hair and brows. Also, I'm chopping all of this off." I responded. "But your accent." He said, still unsure. I stared at him with a grin. "What accent?" He asked, as I immolated his perfectly. "Are you sure you weren't followed?" Mercury chimed in, making his way down the stairs. "Most certainly... Rejon would have lost a pursuer before we even left the upper ring. He's fast..." Richard said, still struggling to wrap his head around the amount of speed the stag had. "Leave a horse?" Mercury asked. "He can outpace your average horse by nearly three times the rate." I said. "So, like ninety miles an hour?" Mercury gasped. "Dammit...Dammit...dammit...fuck...dammit!" Richard said, angered by himself. "What?" Mercury and I asked simultaneously. "I didn't think this through. How the hell am I supposed to get back to the upper ring?" He asked. "Don't worry. You can have one of my horses." Mercury said. "Thank you." Richard said bowing, before pausing,