Rhys looked back at the Captor. His eyes were sparkling with excitement.
The Captor nodded encouragingly as he watched Rhys take another step forwards.
This time Rhys moved with confidence and without hesitation.
" Now let's go to my chambers. Don't worry, it's safe, I promise"
Rhys looked behind him for one final time and then stepped forwards cautiously. The Captor closed his hands around Rhys' wrists, keeping a firm grip on them.
The Sun was setting , and the colours of the sky painted the sky a soft golden brown colour.
Rhys shivered slightly as goosebumps covered his skin, yet the Captors warm presence seemed to be warming his entire being and relaxing him, making him feel relaxed.
A few minutes later they arrived at the Captors castle. As they entered through the large archway, the doors swung open.
" Welcome home my Lord." A small servant bowed his head and greeted the Captor.