"Can I ask you a question?"
Avilina glanced at Vincent when she heard him and the expression on her face proved that she was thoroughly annoyed by the number of questions her captive had since he came to her tent.
"What is it?" Her voice was blunt but it didn't even seem like Vincent pay attention to it.
"It seems like the camp is in the forest," Vincent said; cautiously glancing around their surroundings. "How come it is hidden from others?"
"Are you planning to figure out the secret and run away?" Avilina simply asked rather than responding.
"If I plan to run away, I would have already done so without asking you this," the former Linolian guard replied; his voice as calm as earlier.
Avilina continued riding for a while without uttering a word. When Vincent almost gave up, she finally said, "Do you underestimate my brother's capability? No one else is allowed to come to this deeper part of the forest. There is an order for that."