He opened his eyes lazily to the sound of rough knocking echoing all throughout the room.
'Are they trying to knock the door off?' he groaned as his vision came into focus. Rubbing his tired eyes, he walked to the door and the knocking stopped when he reached it.
"What is it?" he asked with a harsh tone. After last night, all he wanted was a good rest in hope to forget what he saw.
"The princess is almost here. We have to start moving out of Elston." Athelia spoke from the other side. Her sharp voice sharper than before.
"But…" he looked back it his bed, feeling as if he was about to make the worst decision of his entire life. He really didn't want to go, he was too tired and his mana reserves were low. So if the elves tried anything, he would have to rely on cursed energy. He definitely didn't want that.
