After our little talk with the prince of silvermist, we concluded that we will accompany them to their kingdom.
We left at dawn, the cold chill atmosphere was hardly bearable but we managed, but our destination was way too far, and we were getting short on our supplies, when I asked Magnus to conjure up some food for the fairies he told me " We are now in the f*******n territory, warlock magic won't work here. we need to hunt"
So, here we are hunting in the middle of nowhere, of course, everybody knows what they are doing except for me and my best friend, Hunter.
"What do you think our life will be after this? will it go back to normal? when it's all over " Hunter asked me, he was lying on the grass outside our tent, looking at the sky spacing out.
I laid beside him, looking at the now
