Third Person's POV
Because among all of them, he was the only one who understood one simple truth, and it was the fact that this treasure was not meant for him, and he was perfectly fine with this decision.
However, the young man did not understand any of that.
The moment he grasped even a fraction of the orchid's value, his eyes lit up with unrestrained excitement.
His chest swelled with confidence as a surge of impulsive determination filled his mind.
Without thinking any further, he suddenly broke away from the group and rushed toward the pond.
"I will procure this flower for you, Princess Arlene!" he shouted loudly, his voice echoing across the icy cavern as he dashed forward.
The declaration was filled with confidence, but it seemed to be carrying recklessness rather than courage.
Behind him, Uncle Caspian's expression changed drastically, and his cloudy blue eyes widened in alarm.
"Stop—!" he began to shout, his voice sharp with urgency.
