“What are they?” Leladda asked.
“Not very knowledgeable for a princess,” said Bosch.
“This is the first time I’ve been out of the castle,” she responded.
“Pampered.”
“More like a prisoner.”
“Quiet,” Gawain hissed. “We do not need them to hear or see us.”
“What’s the plan?” Aurelius asked.
“Ask Leon,” Gawain responded. Leon shot Gawain a look of anger or possibly confusion. “It is your quest to finish. My attention is on doing the job that I was paid to do.”
The young man looked back down the hill, he was thinking about the safest path to stay away from the Umbramen. That many of them gathered around in one place was unheard of. Most of the time they ran in small tribes or packs. Never would they come together to form such a large group unless something or someone had brought them h
