Prompt: “Could happen to anybody.”
The streets are quiet as we make our way through them, but I can’t decide if that’s a good thing or not. A head of us, the compass leads the way with its beam of light. Valmong reassures me that this town doesn’t have a night life to speak of – that we’re safe weaving in and out of side streets on our way out. Still, I can’t help but look over my shoulder, the encounter in the forest still fresh in my mind. I pull my cloak tighter around me, shivering at the quickly dropping temperatures.
“Do you actually think we’ll find Nevari tonight?” I wait until we’re at the north gates before speaking, too nervous to disturb the silence of the city streets. “Or even the workshop, for that matter?”
“If we’re lucky.” We continue walking, the compass leading the way farther north, beyond Aerdale altogether.
“She must be scared out of her mind.” Another breeze brings the temperature even further down, and I find myself inching closer to Valmong. “Especially if she didn’t actually kill her dad.”
“You don’t think she did it?” Valmong glances at me, eyes skeptic.
“I don’t.” I meet his gaze. “I guess you do?”
“Like I said before, I don’t really care.” His gaze goes back to the beam from the compass, turning thoughtful. “I supposed she could have been framed. That could happen to anybody. Especially to anyone with a less than friendly relationship with Noquate.”
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