[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Heart Kingdom]
[Outskirts]
Robert sighed quietly to himself.
It felt as though the entire hunt had become meaningless. The boar they had tracked, the patience he had exercised, the careful positioning in the trees—all of it had ended with a single thrown javelin and a casual decision to move on. Now the odd little group was already traversing the forest again, following a narrow dirt path that wound between dead trees and patches of brittle grass.
At the front walked the one who had decided they were leaving.
Robert's emerald eyes lingered on Mikoto for a moment longer than he intended.
