Blacktail Deer Plateau the plague house of jaffa

@Blue Willow

The boy had been led in to the territory and then given free reign to find himself a place to rest, so he sequestered himself near a crag in the rocks, sheltered above by a curling old tree. A few hours of rest was all he could muster - it was too difficult to stay rooted to one spot and resist the urge to get to his feet and search for his companion, Mazarin. When Sylvaine did sleep, he did it lightly. The smallest sound was enough to make him jump back in to a conscious state. In a strange place such as this, without his entourage of guards and attendants, without the consistency, he was less like a prince and more like a lost little boy.