[THE MIDLANDS]
"He will definitely not like this," Ulrike said as he looked at Criselda, Heide, and Zelina.
They were currently at Greroth, and were getting ready to make their journey to where the young Wynter was.
They knew he would definitely approve of this, but they had responsibilities and duties to him, and what was more, they needed to prevent Nymeria from opening up to the kid no matter what happened. It was risky, but then wasn't that always how they had lived their lives for the past centuries anyway?
"I'll just point fingers this time. The last time I almost died, and well, he didn't take it too well," Zelina said and Criselda facepalmed.
How the hell were they supposed to do this when they were worried about Alanor more than they were worried about their safety. Then again, that kid was their goal at the end of the day.
