Shadow Mountain [m] And I think that she knows, I'm out of control

Hunst narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, watching her with a trace of doubt. Fell? The word didn’t sit right with him. Reverie was sturdy, rooted, one who didn’t just fall. But he kept his thoughts to himself, his silence lingering, steady as always.

As she laid out her plan, he listened intently, nodding once. The valley wasn’t safe, and though he knew nothing of herbs or winding paths through mountains, he trusted her instinct implicitly.

I’ll be right behind you, he replied, his voice a quiet, reassuring rumble. Let her lead the way—he would follow, as he always had.