She turned to him. Her fear was still there.
He felt the fear from her body earlier, it kept shaking and vibrating repeatedly.
"Home." She replied in a timid voice.
He was silent for a few seconds before speaking up again. "You can't go home now." He said to her. "You saw what happened earlier." Servyn seconded.
"I can't stay either." Her cracking voice spoke.
"Come with me." His pupils dilated.
When did he say this?
Hermione frowned worriedly. "But…"
"I will not repeat myself." He stopped her from protesting.
Hermione saw him walking away, not wanting to disobey his orders she carefully followed him behind. The sight of the thick blood stucked on the tip of his sword irritated her, she instantaneously looked away from it.
A white stallion was just standing few more steps Infront of them. Hermione assumed it to be his horse because even the horse portrayed royalty and elegance. It was agile and strong from it's looks.
