"Your Highness, Lord Putray asked me to replenish your firewood." The new recruit, Willow Ken, carried a bundle of wood and sat respectfully beside Thales who was sitting beside the campfire in a daze.
Glassy-eyed, Thales nodded. He could not stop thinking about King Nuven's suggestion.
This was their last stop before they enter Dragon Clouds City.
Behind them, Wya, Ralf, and the veterans of Constellation were anxiously inspecting their equipment under Putray's supervision.
The soldiers of Black Sand Region were busy setting up a base camp. On the other hand, with vigilant stares and unpleasant faces, the White Blade Guards continued watching them like prison guards. It was as though there was great animosity between them.
As the new recruit was about to leave to rejoin his team, the second prince said softly, "Willow, ever since our journey began, have you ever felt scared, or anxious, at least?"
