85 Centaurs

"I'm done talking to you Zenab," I said angrily turning my face to the other side as they continued to walk to god knows where.

As I rack my brains to think of a way out of our current quandary Zenab looks unaffected. It seems the prince doesn't want to go back home to his castle. I let out a chuckle. We arrive at their caves, night has already fallen and I suppose his guards are looking for us.

Grandma must be so worried. They prepare a small cage made of wood, with large fresh leaves spread inside of it assuming that to be our bed. They gently put us down and lock it with a stick behind them.

"Please let us go we won't tell anyone about you guys," I pleaded but it seems it all fell on deaf ears. He returns with a basket full of fruits, there are apples, grapes, and mangoes.