The next day, they arrived at Phoenix Mountain at noon.
The hike from the foot of the mountain all the way to its peak would take another three hours, and about thirty minutes in, there had only been the unbearable silence and the sound of rustling leaves and twigs that they stepped on.
Cermin couldn't bear it anymore and said in a jolly tone. "So.... how was the food last night?"
"How was it?" Ronin repeated, wearing a frown while still holding a certain book.
"Yeah... Did it taste delicious or was there something else you prefer to eat? I could have the chefs cook it for you."
"It was good." Ronin answered plainly.
"Oh. Then, uh..... How about the bed? Is it comfy? I would have preferred us to sleepover again, but my parents said it wasn't appropriate for a prince to share the same bed as a Commoner so you had to sleep to another bedroom."
"It was comfortable, and I did not mind."
