On one side of the forest, small branches crunched under the feet of the two princesses of Haynes.
Althea walked with a casual grace, while Katelyn kept stealing glances at her half-sister, unsure whether she was more afraid of the forest's dangers or Althea herself.
Althea had been trying to ignore it, but her patience finally snapped as she looked at the girl beside her. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?"
Katelyn startled, then turned her face away. Her cheeks puffed in defiance. "I am not looking at you. I am just wondering why Vyan told me to stick with you, of all people."
"That is because he wants you to be safe," Althea reasoned, leaning forward to catch a glimpse of Katelyn's expression.
"That is so dumb," Katelyn grumbled, her face still puffy. "How would I be safe with the person I feel the most unsafe with?"
"That's just how you feel; that's not the truth," Althea pointed out.
