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I couldn’t see very well, and I found myself almost running into the thick trunk of a tall tree every few steps. All the while, branches snatched at Night’s shirt, my legs, and my face. All this combined with the fact that my body hadn’t recovered from Troy’s harsh treatment, made the experience ten times worse.

I was exhausted after only ten minutes of trudging through the forest, but my pride and determination didn’t allow me to turn back to Night. Though it was miserable, though I knew I was doomed to miles and miles of this torture, I kept going. I hoped that the activity would keep me from succumbing to my exhaustion.

I tried to think of Mom and of the garden to keep my spirits up. When I get back, I’ll talk to her about leaving with me. After I tell her about what happened with Troy, she’ll understand exactly how unsafe it is with him as Alpha of the Kings. Mom knew everything about the forest, and she knew more about what human cities were like. She’d be able to guide me to saf