The next morning Aeneas and his team woke up early and left the palace in hurry, they decided to discuss the plan in route as if they stayed longer the kids would get the gist of what was going on. Meanwhile, Dimitri had already informed Milot not to speak of the plan in front of Theo.
Early in the morning, the artistic golden sun had started painting the dark black sky into a bright blue sky. Fresh windy cool and crispy air started whistling like an invisible ghost. The huge trees containing green-brown countless leaves swung in the wind greeting the good morning. Despite the weather outside being so pleasant and charming; everyone travelling was anxious and very tense because they didn't know what was going to happen next with them. They were even not sure about the moves and the art of planning and movements in a battle of their enemies.