The warm sun touches Kristel bare skin as she walked the dirt road in the vast plain of seems like an infinite grass. Not ahead she could seen rather the clouds, and the wide sky. On her back, Lord Asverin walked, hiding in the cape as though it was the only thing comfortable, and either he was afraid to get burned by the sun. Her cape was damage unsalvageable.
Her minds was anywhere only with Katlyn. Still in that inhabitant room, gnawing all the strength she had lacked of food. How long would it take her getting on that valley of death? The rumbling in her chest and her patience at loose. Subsequently, Kristel glanced at Lord Asverin who noticed his movement, turning around while she walked.
“Can you use your power?” she asked, hoping it could get everything easier.
He looked at his
