ROYAL BLOOD
Her smile was beautiful, yes, but it was her laughter that lingered longer, more soothing.
It seemed to reach something deep within him, making the journey feel lighter despite the endless miles ahead.
Days passed, though Joya could not tell how long exactly. What she didn't know was that Prator had deliberately taken a longer route, winding through the desert and over low dunes, just to spend more time with her.
Night fell, and dawn came, the cycle repeating itself.
The camels trudged on, tirelessly, carrying them across the vastness of Hamstung.