Chapter 42: The heart of blackthorn

Talia The next day passed in a blur of trees and shadows as we continued our journey. Baron’s pace was relentless, and I struggled to keep up, my legs aching with every step. He seemed unaffected by the exhaustion that weighed me down, his strength and determination unwavering. "How much further?" I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper. "Not much," Baron replied, his gaze fixed ahead. "We should clear the witches Forest very soon. Are you well rested question mark they ask me who designs bringing with concern but I knew it was just a lie. What is it to you? I snapped at him the Barbarian simply smile that me. Everything. You're well fair is extremely important to me. He said with that soft look and his eyes that made me nearly swoon. Snap out of it Talia. I said to myself as I pin to myself on the time. I nodded, too tired to argue. The thought of finally reaching our destination brought a flicker of hope, though I wasn’t sure what to expect once we arrived. As the sun began