The sky was already dark and everything around him seemed to be in a state of silence—as if the trees are watching him closely, the leaves not making a sound even if the cold wind passes. Or mayhap he just does not hear or care about anything anymore because his focus is solely on his goal.
Venturing alone in this unknown place, he was not at all alarmed about whatever is going to happen to him. The men he was with got lost on their way but he does not really need them anyway. His father only wanted him to be looked out for and he cannot refuse his King’s orders.
Sweat trickled down from his forehead. He admits that the exhaustion has been taking a toll on his will to continue with his plan. His breathing is turning shallow, his throat dried from lack of dehydration since the sun rose
