"Are we there yet," Tristan asked as he and Isril made their way through a thick formation of green bushes — They had been doing so for at least ten minutes now.
"This is the billionth time you've asked that. We are almost there! I told you her place isn't situated in the normal areas," Isril explained, starting to get ticked off. The only reason he couldn't turn to shoot a glare at Tristan was because twigs or leaves could potentially enter his eyes.
Tristan rolled his eyes, even if he did that half closed, lest a bug or something flew into it. For another five minutes, he did not say anything and followed.
The scenery eventually changed and the bushes suddenly disappeared, only to reveal a large clearing featuring a simple-looking cottage at its center.
'I've never seen this on the map,' Tristan thought inwardly, allowing his eyes to sweep the entire place.
