The trio had soon reached the Edge, at the graveyard where Ronin's mother was laid to rest. This was the place where he and his archnemesis had first met in person.
Of course, as the roles they played anyway.
When they left the wagon, Ronin went first to watch the view below like he did when he was young. Cermin followed.
(He's wearing that look again. I thought it was nervousness and apprehension, but now....)
(It felt like yearning. Like he wanted to jump there. Like he believes it's where he belongs.)
Ronin turned to him after reading these thoughts.
He then asked out of the blue:
"Do you believe in fate, Your Highness? Or do you believe that we carve out our own destiny?"
Cermin was baffled by this question, and he didn't like the eeriness in the way Ronin asked that either. Asking about fate...
"I want to believe that our efforts are not worthless. That there's hope to push through things."
