"So, where exactly are we going?"
"...."
Ater maintained his silence as he walked alongside Esme—the both of them headed towards a widespread cluster of tall trees that stood at a distance.
The place was akin to a wild forest, but was referred to by the Elves as the Sea of Trees. It was where their territory ended on the Eastern Continent, and they never went past it for the reason that there was nothing beyond the dense wall of trees there.
He knew better than that, though.
"You know there's nothing beyond that point, right? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Ater remained silent stll.
'There's no need for me to respond when she'll see for herself soon enough.'
He wasn't going to waste his time explaining anything, especially when there would be no utility in doing so.
