118 Eldham II

"You can't get away. You're stuck with me."

I continue walking, taking little steps with hands behind me, rolling my eyes as I reply to my guard of the day, "shouldn't you be protecting the king? He's of more value to be protected. And I can assure you that I won't get lost in this small town." 

Despite knowing that I'm the master of losing track and getting lost in crowded places, I would give any reason to be away from Ducan when I finally obtained my short-lived freedom. 

I also don't want to have a tiny, hot-headed elf capable of slicing me in half whenever he wishes to be following me around. There's still a grudge that he holds toward me for speaking terribly of him in front of the king. 

I can feel his eyes burning on the back of my head. Those red eyes that he failed to cover with his tablet that conceals our true identity.