Strange, wasn't it? We left Whistlebird with a full stomach, but the emptiness inside me remained unfulfilled. We camped on the road that night and then continued our arduous journey before the crack of the day. Just like in the past days, we traveled in silence. Yul would constantly talk to me, but I barely replied with a hum.
"We're almost there, Your Grace." Yul broke his silence once again after a half-day of quietness.
"I can see that," I replied, staring outside where I could see the borders of Grimsbanne. The sight of it gave me this mixed emotions; emotions that were thrice as intense as what I felt when we left Whistlebird.
"We're really back…" My breathing grew heavier and so was my body. It was as if the second we entered this territory, a gigantic rock was placed on my shoulders.
