You Don't Have To Apologize

Carlos’ POV

Looking over my shoulders to ascertain no one was coming behind me, I quickly threw my hood over my head and then stole into the night.

Walking hurriedly like someone was after my life, I made sure I kept on with this pace until I got to the borders.

At first, I didn't see anyone but on a closer look, my eyes fell on a man dressed in black cloak.

“Damon.” I called, hurrying to his side.

Now a few feet away from him, I folded my hands in front of me and then did a curt bow. “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. Sneaking out of the palace became tedious.” I muttered.

“You don't have to apologize. I just arrived too.” He said in a carefree tone, making me let out a relieved chuckle.

“Thanks to you, everything is going on smoothly.” He said, with a shrug.

“I'm just fulfilling my end of the bargain. I need to make sure everything goes on smoothly so at the end of it all no one would hold grudges.” I