"I have to; you don't understand. Hervidor needs to be stopped, and if I don't face him, he will only continue to hunt me, and eventually, he will succeed in catching me. You can't protect me forever, Charles," I said sadly as I shook my head at the last sentence.
"I can try. Why won't you let me try? We can move away, somewhere hidden where we can live without anyone knowing where we are or who we are."
"It won't work; surely you have to see that? It won't matter where we run to or who we speak to or don't speak to. He will find us, and he will never stop searching. My only fear is that he will kill you for hiding me. And I could never live with myself if something were to happen to you."
"I know, but I had to try one last time to convince you in any way that I could. We should start thinking about leaving. It won't be long until this place is discovered, and I would rather not be cornered in here," Charles said with a glum look on his face.
