Both Wesley and Fionna, along with two other men who sit opposite to them, had spent most of their journey in silence, after they had gone through the plan at most four times.
The two men, with one, who bore on him a familiar look to Fionna, simply nodded their heads as Wesley guided everyone over and over on what needs to be done.
Fionna could not help but stare at the man before her. But only because all the time spent within the castle walls, the common and tiring visage of both the king and queen, as well as the plentiful judging eyes whenever she would stand to have a saintful conversation with Wesley.
He was among the few guards that accompanied her. And it seemed like her stare makes him uncomfortable.
His one unresting leg, repeatedly making an up and down gesture as he deceivi
