It had already been a few hours of walking and Estelle's patience was quickly running thin, to be precise, her patience was already hanging on it's very last hinges.
Estelle did not think she could put up with this aimless movement for much longer, she could hardly trust the druid nymphs were taking her to where they said they would.
And even if they were, they clearly did not understand the urgency Estelle felt to arrive as soon as possible.
Estelle had awakened a mess and with the terror of her nightmare still hanging over her, she was caught off guard by these druid nymphs.
Estelle had not had a decent meal too, her stomach roiled in hunger reminding her of that fact and it only left Estelle feeling even more worried for Dante.
Dante was always the one who provided meals, right from the start of their journey, he sorted out everything without Estelle having to ask.
