After wandering the forest, restless and afraid, Mino was forced to bring the young boy to the place she once called home, the infamous minotaur cave. Filled with every ilk of creatures except ironically minotaurs, there was no safer place for her and her five-year-old companion. Holding his hand tight while passing through the darkness, the queen sensed many eyes on her, yet the bruises on their skin from past defiance kept them at bay.
Getting to the halls from where her clan protected her, Mino sat down in a corner and leaned against the wall. Shivering in fear having to walk under the eyes of so many monsters, the young boy stared at the ground with his eyes tight shut. Pulling him closer by the arm, Mino had him settle down beside her, but even then the boy refused to open his eyes to look.
"Hey," nudging him in the shoulder, she managed to spark open his eyelids. "What's your name kid? Alex? Gemini? Arthur? Those are the only human names I remember."
