[Half an hour later]
The Silver Moon in her dappled beauty spun, ever in perfect synchrony with her heavenly companion. Its silvery glow was illuminating the dark forest in such a mysterious way that it looked no less than a fairyland.
'Clip! Clop! Clip! Clop!'
Aylin's horse was running wildly, weaving its way through the dark forest of Northern Mountain. The hoofbeats were echoing, breaking the silence of the night. There were only four horses. One was for Aylin, one was for Gav and Stella (as she didn't know how to ride a horse.) and the other two horses were of two imperial guards.
Rio wanted to send more guards to protect Aylin but Aylin rejected. The Capital was in danger. His Majesty and Sebastian left with a huge troop. So, there were barely any guards to hold the attack. At such hours, Aylin couldn't be selfish enough to think of her security, forgetting about her people.
'Kingdom before Self!'
