"Suddenly, I hate my life." Felix groaned.
Titi who was beside him, holding the reigns as they moved fast through the night glanced at him, wide-eyed before she slowly retracted her gaze and focused on the road ahead. The male guard looked depleted of his strength, his skin getting paler the more he thought about the new situation he was in.
He had strongly believed that at least King Eleazar would not let her leave, but as uncanny and strange as the rest of it had been, here they were riding back to their kingdom. The worse of it all was that they were getting closer and closer, and the second His Majesty sees them, someone's head would fly off.
And there's no argument because that head would belong to no one but him.
