While we were all getting ready to move, a group of people suddenly appeared from behind.
There were five guards with them, dressed the same way as the head guard and his men. They walked forward quickly and stopped in front of the head guard. All five guards bowed respectfully.
One of them stepped forward and spoke. "These are newly exiled individuals from the capital. We're glad we were able to catch up with you."
The head guard looked them over carefully, then nodded. His expression didn't change much, as if this was not the first time such a thing had happened.
The new group stood quietly behind their guards. Their clothes were neat, but their faces looked tense and tired, clearly not ready for the road ahead. Some of them glanced around nervously, while others kept their heads lowered.
The head guard gave a short order, and his men adjusted the line to make space.
"Fall in," he said plainly.
The new exiles moved into place, joining the rest of us.
