Serpent Lake my own summer

Again, another unanswered question. This was the second time, as well. Hira narrowed her gaze, a growl spilling from her lips as she watched the figure leave. Then she, too, turned. She wouldn't follow the man—she'd rather die, in truth—instead heading north-east.

When she met the statue, she'd wondered if she would encounter her again. With this man, though, she truly hoped that she didn't.

Now, it was time to continue after the prince. Not a single tip. A true shame.

exit hira!! i love your grumpy man - thanks for the thread <33