Chapter 180 - The Runaways
The sun was bidding the sky farewell and the shadows of the trees grew with the increasing darkness.
It felt like they were being followed. Most especially, it felt like the trees were making a mockery of him.
He could hide at will but no, he couldn't hide from them. Not from this feeling of being followed, of being watched, of being seen, of being chased.
Akeem adjusted Delice on his back, not resting for a second.
He had been running for hours, not to try and find a way out of Lavida, he knew that the Princess might be at the mouth of the cave.
That was too risky.
No!
He was trying to get to one of the little villages surrounding any of the Province, even being in the Province would be better than being here where the Princess could find him.
But the Capital was large and he was armed with nothing but himself, and his Sire was unconscious on his back.