Seemed this fancy prince had some fight in him after all! “Point well made, Elf.” The sun was filtering through the green trees. Looking over at the two bedrolls, Alex could see both women were still sound asleep. He didn’t want to wake them but if they didn’t stir soon, he would have to. The sooner they got out of this spot, the better. His unease had not faded away with the passing of the Witches. And, with the Elf’s keen senses, Alex was surer than ever that something awful was awaiting them. Lark had slipped away a few moments into the trees; likely he needed to relieve himself. Alex needed relief too: not in the same sense as the Elf, but relief all the same. So he headed downhill, away from the camp. He passed Lark as he made his way down through the brush. Soon he found a spot that seemed well enough hidden to do the deed. He was starting to feel the effects of not feeding.
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