When morning came, Osian was patting away some of the flurries of snow that had landed on his furs overnight inside the opening of the cave when the sounds of footsteps from behind him in the dark cave made him jump. The prince grabbed his sword, swirling around to face a threat until it hit two blades.
Osian's eyes slid to his attacker and met two piercing, amused hazel eyes. He blinked and released his breath, stepping back to see Loraven and Selvin. The pair he'd been so worried about suddenly turned up.
"Where have you two been!?" He sheathed his sword and marched to Selvin's side, eyes scanning his brother for injuries.
"We were chased by some beast and ended up seeking shelter on the other side of the cave to stay out of the storm," Selvin replied, his answer ridding Osian of any trace of suspicion.
"The same cave?" He glanced into the darkness where they came from. "And you didn't come across anything else?"
