Elora and the rest moved deeper into the forest, rustles of passing beasts and chirps of birds accompanying them. Elora's mouth couldn't stop moving—every edible fruit was handed to her.
''Your Majesty, try this one. It's very sweet.'' Thorn's voice rang with excitement beside her.
She glanced at the red fruit in his hands and took it. It felt softer than others she'd eaten.
''What fruit is this?'' she asked, her gaze drawn to his expectant expression. Thorn stepped closer, his fingers brushing against hers as he peeled the fruit.
''The fruit is called jelly fruit. It has a rich wine taste, my kind uses it to brew some certain wine.'' He explained seriously like he was unaware of their hand contact.
Elora was so taken by his words that she didn't think much of their held hands, only Nalia was steaming in the background. 'What sly man.'
