“Why are we here?” the blonde girl asked from behind Argzbar for the countless time.
Argzbar couldn’t help but grumble within him, but he reminded himself he must do this job or else he would be the one paying the price with his own blood, and his own head would be the one hanging on a branch of the ogre shaped trees tomorrow.
He turned to the blonde and forced a smile. “Are you afraid, even when I’m right here with you?” he asked and touched her oval face, a bit more of a caress.
Her gaze travelled about the creepy forest, she wondered why it was this dark inside despite the scorching sun on the lands outside. Even the burning torch in his hand was no match for the darkness that hovered over them.
“Is this where you live?” she answered the question with another. If only she could look
