Faith
“We should stop here for the night.” Miles came to to a halt just in front of me, his face turning as he surveyed the trees all around. Their leaves bright red in the setting sun.
“Shouldn’t we keep going?” Confusion must have clouded my face as his face softened. Pushing the hood of my cloak back from my face. He wiped a thumb across my cheek. I was crying anymore but that had more to do with how dehydrated I was , not because I didn’t want to.
“No, not when it’s dark. It wouldn’t safe.”
I opened my mouth to tell him , we weren’t safe in the daylight either and then closed it again. I had no illusions that my father could find us if he wanted to . After all any defences they had had , he had swept away like they were made of matchsticks. But I could understand why Miles was
