The land of treachery

“Why would you draw your blade on me?” Adrian asked, looking confused and Freya faltered. Was the realm already fucking with her mind? She must have gone crazy...

“It’s this place, it’s trying to turn us against each other but we’ll overcome it. Come, I found somewhere safe we can stay for a while.” Adrian said and extended his hand to her.

She trusted him. Her legs moved to go to him but she glanced back at the path.

“They told me not to wander from the path.” She said. And here was Adrian thinking of going even farther away. “We don’t need rest, let’s head back and finish the journey.”

She turned to leave.

“No.” Adrian’s adamant refusal startled her. “The ones that instructed you to follow the path; they are masters of mischief. That path leads nowhere, you must come with me now.”

She glanced between the path she was supposed to take and the man she loved and her eyes narrowed on Adrian.

“Where are our bags?” She asked him and he frowned.

“What bags?”

Her hackles rose and she w