He recalled what could be her favorite place. He then remembered hearing the conversation between her and a maid of the castle. She said, she always wanted to visit North.
"I know where to search." Lycaon said.
"But how can you go?" He asked.
"What do you mean?" Lycaon asked.
The old man then glared at him. He then pushed him back.
With just one little push, Lycaon fall back on his back. Looking at the sky above him, he took heavy breaths. He couldn't believe how weak he was feeling. Coming to his side, the old man looked down at him.
"How can you go?" He asked in a low voice.
"What do you mean." Lycaon lifted his head to look at the old man.
But instead of answer, he got something else. Something which he didn't expected. The old man kicked Lycaon to the side. He rolled on the ground and stopped by hitting the tree on his back. He moaned, holding his stomach.