The advisor, recognizing the gravity of the situation, wasted no time in mobilizing a team to follow Bright's orders.
Meanwhile, Bright pressed on, his horse's hooves pounding relentlessly against the ground. The moonlight cast an eerie glow on the landscape, but his resolve only grew stronger with each passing mile.
"Emma, hold on!" he shouted into the wind, his voice filled with courage. "Hold on, I'm coming to save you, only death will stop me!"
The journey was arduous, but Bright's thoughts were solely focused on Emma.
Memories of their time together flashed through his mind—her laughter, her strength, and the way she had always been so determined. He couldn't let her down now.
As he approached the border of the Kingdom of Ravendale, Bright slowed his pace, his mind racing with plans. He knew he had to be strategic; charging in without a plan could jeopardize everything.
