Chapter 24
The next morning Hunter woke up with a piercing migraine. Despite the pounding in his head, he forced himself to sit up and get ready for the day. He had to do it. For June. He owed her that much. “Good morning, your majesty.” Marge’s voice rang through the paper-thin walls of his tent and he silently groaned. “Hurry it up, we gotta get going.” she smacked at his tent lightly and started packing her things and getting the horse ready. “Your voice annoys me.” He managed to joke as he took his tent down and loaded his horse up. Marge just smiled in response. “Good.” He watched as she finished packing everything up. “We should be able to make it to the tunnels by sundown. However, we should wait until tomorrow to go through them. You don’t want to be in them at night. The flower is right o
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