When the guard departed, the stress on Zachary’s face was visible, he already looked tired and beads of sweat were already starting to form on his brow. He tried to smile at them and pretend that everything was fine, but it was too obvious. He urged them to continue enjoying the sights and not to be bothered by what happened, but whenever the three walked ahead of him he had an expression of worry on his face.
Yla, despite being told not to worry, had a growing feeling of concern within, couldn't help herself and approached the prince when her two friends were out of earshot. She wanted to alleviate her own concerns by getting some answers directly from the horse’s mouth.
“Excuse me, your highness”, she walked to him, and the prince looked at her with a distracted haze in his eyes.
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