Trust His Decisions.
The night was quiet, with the only audible sound being that of the nocturnal animals. Lucian was fast asleep, but Simon remained awake, uncertain if he could even close his eyes at all. Everything had been going smoothly so far, but he couldn't help but shake the feeling that something was wrong.
He laid by the prince's side, his senses alert to the slightest movement or sound. He was a bit shocked that Lucian could sleep so easily, but that didn't bother him much.
Simon rose from the bed and sighed quietly, running a hand through his hair as he walked toward the window. The village was small and quiet, the kind of place where people went to bed early and rose with the dawn. The streets were likely empty now, and the thought of being the only one awake in the dead of night added to Simon's sense of isolation.