Kael's POV.
Since the celebration the previous day. I kept ignoring Elara. It didn't make any sense.
We had planned to continue our journey from the village, but the leader thought it would be best to gather a little information from the camp the hunters based before attacking the village.
He was right, it's better to start from somewhere.
We found their camp and searched for any clue or information. The only thing we found was a piece of letters.
They were hiding their tracks.
We headed back to the village to prepare for the journey ahead. Elara curiosity keyed in.
She asked the leader of the village to teach her some of his moves, which he was delighted to do.
I couldn't argue with her. We weren't talking.
I regretted my actions the previous night, I shouldn’t have kissed her intimately and told her we couldn't be together the next day.
I watched Elara as she moved across the training ground, sweat glistening on her skin, her expression fierce. She was pushing herself harder than