{A/N: Hit me up with any grammar issues you see~ Friends, we're getting close to 100K words! How crazy is that? And I'm not even a third of the way through the story! Hope y'all are ready for the drama~~
~Higgins}
“Cele."
Cele opened his eyes and looked over at Heiko. He hadn't spoken to the prince since the divulgence of his venomous scheme. Or perhaps 'poisonous' was more apropos. And as the sun began to climb in the sky, the general decided to lay back and try to close his eyes for a bit, too petty to ask Heiko what their short-term plan was in the forest.
He didn't bother to sit up when he replied to the prince, only loll his head to the right, casting him with lazy eyes.
"What is it?"
He watched as Heiko pulled a knife from the single rucksack they had escaped with. He waved it once, to make sure Cele was tracking the weapon, before extending it.