Amity led both Damien and Kenneth down the same road.
The boys were both glad to have found someone who was actually ready to help them considering how most of the villagers weren't exactly being very kind to them.
After walking for about fifteen minutes and taking a few turns along the way, the three of them found themselves approaching the edge of the village. They could clearly see how the territory of the village was going to end soon and the territory of the forest was going to start.
"So, are we close yet?" Kenneth asked a bit restlessly when his eyes fell on the forest ahead.
Although he didn't want to question the helpful nature of Amity, he couldn't help but have a tiny level of suspicion in his heart.
"What if she somehow knows that I am the Crown Prince and she is trying to lead us to a trap instead?" Kenneth was thinking to himself.
