Scene CCXXIX

Concerns were starting to invade every soul heading towards the Orteu’s residence, and once they continued their path, entering deeper into the territory, Ewelina started to recognise more of the land the further they advanced… Nonetheless, the silence they procured to maintain became unsettled by the sound they had not provoked and the savage alerted.

“Female Myrkzver.” — With a low whisper, Yngve called. — “… we’re an eye’s hunt.”

“…” — Gilead and Ewelina shared a glance, aware that the meaning entailed danger for their troop that continued to move. Noticing then how the child’s focus rested on the building ahead.

No change in the weather had occurred and the distance they travelled hadn’t made it so the dark of the night clouded their view, however, as if infected by the wild one’s instincts, her skin got goosebumps from the unsettling sensation the castle her mother owned delivered from afar.

“… Nu… does your ability allow you to know if people are near?”