Several days had passed since the events that happned in the throne room. Now, under the shimmering glow of the full moon, the journey of king Leonheart to the godforsaken forest continued. The carriage, carrying King Leonheart, along with Oliver, Leona, and Hestria, made it's way through the snowy grounds of the forest.
The wheels creaked against the uneven terrain, echoing softly in the stillness of the night. Snowflakes swirled in the air, glinting ever softly under the moonlight.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was tense yet expectant. King Leonheart sat, lost in thought, his features illuminated by the faint flicker of the carriage lanterns. Beside him, Oliver gave off an air of
Calm seriousness, his gaze fixed on the path ahead.
Leona sat opposite Oliver, her expression unreadable in the dim light. Beside her, Hestria fidgeted nervously, her thoughts consumed by the their journey back into the godforsaken Forest.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!