I woke up with a sudden tap on my forehead. I saw Caleb peeking from outside the tent while holding a sword in his hand. It had to be what he used to tap on my head because it was slightly hard and cold.
“Let’s go,” he whispered. I was confused to the point that my eyebrows met as I tilted my head. I heard Caleb quietly laugh. Then I remembered our conversation from last night. I forgot all about it. I picked up my sword from beside me and the leftover horse from last night that I covered with leaves.
Afterward, I went out and went towards Caspian, who was still soundly asleep on his mat. I put the food in the bag beside him and slowly walked away from the sleeping man.
“Quietly,” Caleb said, whispering as we slowly walked away from our campsite, leaving Caspian behind.
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After a f
