Massive Statues.

For a forest that was supposed to be filled with little sounds of critters, it was awfully silent to the princess's listening ears. Now that she was out of the race and lying on the leaf-filled ground, she was trying to catch her breath with her eyes shut close. The Night air was slowly wafting in, and she could feel the coolness over her skin.

The forest was a lot darker than outside due to the trees blocking out the sun rays from streaming in, and Raziah knew she couldn't keep lying there and had to return to the palace. Though the floor felt so nice on her back. Not too soft and not too hard. The heavy leaves filling up the ground made her feel more comfortable, and all she needed was a pillow and she would be fast asleep.

It was very tempting, but she needed to get up.