As Akun's determined strides carried him through the heart of the Dryad tribe and toward their tree castle, a torrent of thoughts raced through Princess Rinalef's mind. Her keen awareness of the situation was evident, and an undercurrent of uncertainty coursed beneath her calm exterior.
"Where does he think he's going?" she wondered silently, her brows knitting in contemplation. She had only known Akun for a short time, and his actions held an air of mystery.
"Wait, does he know about?" Her thoughts stumbled over a sudden revelation, the realization that dawned on her, and her eyes widened slightly. But then, she shook her head in disbelief, dismissing the notion.
"No way," she murmured to herself, her eyes narrowing as she contemplated the implications. "He has never been here before, and we have kept our secrets hidden well. He couldn't possibly be aware of, that? No he can't be, it would be best I try to lead him to the dungeon myself."
