As they journeyed back through the oath that the Lycan king had given them, Erik was quiet.
The others were all chatty about what had happened.
"I am so happy that they gave us a different path." Rowan said. "I kept on thinking about how we were going to cross that bloody godforsaken path."
"Especially the wooden bridge that had already been destroyed." Elyon nodded in agreement.
Erik stayed behind with Xaden walking quietly.
Their horses were now tired and so they had all come down from the horses and were strolling alongside with them.
"You never told me that the king was your father." Xaden finally asked what everyone else was thinking. "You told us that you came from the Isle and you were born there but you somehow omitted the fact that you are the next heir to that throne."
"It was not important." Erik replied. "And he is not my father. It was only a long time ago."
Xaden was quiet again.