Chapter Seventy Two
“Can we stop for a bit? Garner our energy? I am rather famished.” “I thought Rogues were meant to be strong…” “We are. We have survived thus far in a forest full of-“ “Then you can survive a few more miles to the healer’s island.” Elloy opened his mouth to protest but he thought better of it. In this trio, his odds were pretty blur. He still could not believe that his whole tribe had abandoned him to this lot. How was a human travelling with a mage? How had they not cut each other’s throats? He had seen the vessel-draped swords slung across the mage’s shoulder. If the prince had wanted to kill her she would be dead and if the mage wanted to kill the prince, he would be dead. For some reason, these enemies had decided to join forces. Elloy had never come across a feeling that was as pre
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