Arlan signed and looked outside the window. "Don't even think about it. The rainforests of Othinia are dangerous. Wild animals can kill you in a single moment of neglect. If you are targeted by unassuming poison frogs or brushed against the tiny armed spiders, you will die in less than an hour. If not that, given your penchant for trouble, I bet your stupidity will attract at least a few poison-dipped arrows from the small tribes residing here."
Oriana frowned at the smug prince.
"Every forest has its own dangers. I have spent my entire life foraging for herbs. Do not think of this as an insult, but in terms of survival skills alone, I bet I will live longer than you in the wilderness, Your Highness."
He looked at her with a mocking gaze. "You sound confident."
"The fact I am living and breathing till this moment is proof of my confidence."
