Prince Ken's POVWe had been running long enough that my lungs had developed some pains already because as much as I could remember that I haven't ran this distance all my life.Liam moved through this terrain the way he moved through everything — like it had been built specifically for him, like he had a mental map of every turn and dip and shortcut and was simply executing it. He pulled me around a bend I would never have found on my own, down a narrow path between two lines of tall grass that opened into a lower section of the cove that was completely invisible from the route we had come from.We stopped.Both of us. Against the tall grass, breathing so hard.At this point, I could not hear footsteps anymore.Liam's chest was rising and falling fast, his eyes tracking the direction we had come from, listening. I was doing the same, pressed against the grass beside him, and for about thirty seconds neither of us said anything because both of us were too busy determining whether the
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