August 8, 1245
After a good trot this morning, I have felt better. The trees are getting denser and closer together, and this would be the perfect spot to hide a prisoner and remain unseen. I feel confident that we are nearing the location of Princess Harriet, and the weather seems to be on our side. I can only hope that things will remain this easy. Nature may be luring me into a false sense of calamity here, but as long as we still have two legs we will keep going. Harriet, my love, have no fear!
Sir Melchisedek R. Gnawington
Have courage, Sir Melchisedek!
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