Xan and Ares walked for some time, heading away from the group. Ares threw a look over to see the various guards, the Phoenix Guard, the Roaring Tridents and the Marching Blades, surrounding the three that remained chatting and eating. All he could think about was Lana, and how she was currently pregnant. He felt his stomach twist as he left, but he gathered the person that was most dangerous was probably Xan, and so slowly his knot left him.
They approached the Rivea nearby, and Ares felt far more comfortable. The water soothed his mind, for he could end up manipulating it if needed. Ares sat down near a rock as Xan looked out towards the rest of the mountain, and Ares quickly realised Xan was looking out to where he had gone the day before, missing the wedding.
"Did you have a fun time?" Ares asked with a chuckle.
"Fun enough," Xan said. "The wound was given to you by the Silent."
Ares raised his brows in surprise at the quick turn of the chat. "Right?"
