Planning

Sevir sat in one corner, watching a novice clean up the camp as he opened a pouch and dug around in it, as if finding something. After sometime, he pulled out a pair of robes and went into the distance.

When Sevir stopped, he could still see Sevir. Sevir stepped behind a tree and Qinglong jabbed, “you can just look at him in the visions.”

Bailong understood why Sevir sometimes rolled his eyes. He had the urge to do that to his brother. His relationship with Sevir was not what Qinglong had with Kamiko. He didn’t know what to make of his own lack of desires.

“Here. Your highness, this will last for three days minimum. We will come together in the next three days again.” A disciple distracted him from his thoughts. The disciples were rationing their meals for the journey ahead. Rationing meant that camping ahead would be more inconspicuous and thin.