Layla and her companions pressed on, unaware of the unexpected development with Alderic. The tension in their group was palpable as they navigated the dense forest, avoiding patrols and keeping Luna hidden.
"This is ridiculous," Mary muttered, swatting at a branch as they walked. "How long are we going to keep running?"
Layla sighed, glancing at Luna, who was trudging along with surprising quietness. "As long as we have to. The prince won't stop, not after what happened in Verdeti."
Raziel nodded. "He's stubborn, I'll give him that. But he's not invincible. If it comes down to it—"
"No," Layla interrupted firmly. "We're not fighting him unless we have no other choice. Right now, we need to focus on putting as much distance as we can between us and the city."
Mary smirked. "Whatever you say, boss. But I wouldn't mind knocking that arrogant prince down a peg or two."