In the tension-filled silence, Dignus raised his voice. "I seem to recognize the scent of someone familiar," he said in a hesitant tone, breaking the silence that surrounded them. His eyes stared intently at Taneaya.He glanced at Taneaya with obvious curiosity, trying to catch a hint in the woman's reaction. However, before he could get an answer or even formulate words that would express his curiosity, Eran suddenly moved quickly and blocked Dignus.Dignus glanced at Eran who stood in Taneaya's way, and he could read the gesture. But even though he understood that there was something that needed to be explained, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.Eran, with a calm demeanor, tried to explain this complicated situation. "I'm sorry Dignus, this friend of mine was seriously injured while on this mission. Therefore, I ask for your understanding," he said in an apologetic tone, trying to ease the tension that felt so strong.Dignus look

"You're a lowly human who knows nothing! You know nothing of the affairs of the royal family!" Duke Dignus shouted in a booming voice, filling the air with anger and hatred. He didn't want to hear any excuses from Eran, the man who had stolen his sister, Taneaya. He only wanted to destroy him, wipe him off the face of the earth. With quick and ferocious movements, he reached for his two swords hanging at his waist. The swords looked thin and sharp, shining in the sunlight that illuminated the field where they stood.Eran swiftly drew his dagger, preparing to face Duke Dignus. He knew that Dignus looked very strong in terms of strength or skill, but he would not give up so easily. Eran would protect Taneaya with his life. The two of them stood next to each other, with Taneaya still seated behind Eran, crying and begging her brother to stop, but her voice was overwhelmed by her fear.In Eran's eyes, time seemed to be moving at a snail's pace, and this

In the thick darkness of the night, Eran and Taneaya both hid in a cave hidden in the middle of a dense forest. Amidst the silence of the night, only a small campfire warmed the cave, shining a crimson red light on their faces that brought a sense of mystery to the surroundings.They sat together around the campfire, feeling the warmth provided by the flames while gazing at the fire with a gaze laden with complicated thoughts and feelings.After a simple dinner, they chose to remain silent, no words passed between them. Eran played with the fire with his fingers, keeping the flames burning, as if trying to keep the warmth and light in their hearts. While Taneaya, with her sparkling amber eyes, contemplated in silence, her gaze focused on the blazing points of fire.Taneaya tried hard to forget the shadow of Dignus and the traumatic events that happened in the past. Reuniting with her brother opened up old wounds she had been nursing, and just imagini

The bright morning embraced Eran and Taneaya gently as they continued their journey through the forest that was beginning to change color towards autumn.Warm sunlight began to creep through the canopy of lingering leaves, creating a play of light and shadow that played their danced on their path. Eran and Taneaya walked together, their hands united in a tight grip, as a sign of their solidarity and determination.Although the surrounding scenery was beautiful and serene, they did not forget that this journey was filled with challenges. They had to be careful to avoid the trail of royal soldiers who might still be lurking behind them. They continued to follow a winding route through the forest full of obstacles, sometimes encountering large rocks that blocked their way, but they never gave up.Suddenly, Eran took his attention away from the journey and looked back to see how Taneaya was doing. "Are you exhausted?" asked Eran with deep concern.<

Prince Enid rode in a horse-drawn carriage, following a road that cut through a very shabby countryside. He quickly closed the window of the carriage, feeling the foul wind blowing in the middle of the countryside seep in, caressing his face unpleasantly. After a full day of listening to the sound of horses' hooves scraping, Enid was deeply disturbed by the silence that suddenly enveloped him.Their carriage passed through dense forests and stretches of countryside. There was a low hum from outside the carriage as the coachman talked to the farmers and merchants living in the Starastok countryside. However, Enid only wore a sour face, as if lost in his world. I don't know how long he had been silent, brooding, and contemplating since his departure from his hometown in Petrolina.Behind the horse-drawn carriage he was riding, several hussars were lined up neatly. They were part of the escort Enid had brought along to keep him safe during his journey. They gazed vigilantly, ready to act