Chapter 4
“Jonas?” Warin ducked under the cave overhang into the body of the cavern. He lit the torches left in the path earlier by Jonas as he walked deeper into the dank place.
“Here, Warin,” Jonas called from within, some distance from his current location.
Warin followed the path until he reached where Jonas had set up their camp. The old man sat on the ground sorting through a brown sack. The torches here were lit.
Jonas glanced up. “You are back sooner than I expected.”
“You as well.” Warin threw down a rabbit he had killed for their dinner. “Did you obtain what was needed?”
“Aye. And you? What of your prince?”
Warin grimaced and sat near Jonas on the sleeping roll. “He grew bored and escaped the castle without his guards. Fortunately, it was me who came upon him.”
“He is you
