Chapter 72

That afternoon, Brooke and I said farewell to the two royals and set out for the forest on foot. We had nothing but water on our backpacks, wires and ropes for the traps, guns on our holsters, and knives in our pockets. Brooke looked particularly attached to her dagger as she played with it over and over, tossing it in the air only to catch it expertly while we walked on the grassy path leading to the greeneries. She has been ignoring me for hours. I decided that if I wanted to get close...