Sebastian:
We were moving forward at God's speed. The farther we went, the denser the jungle got.
"Sebastian!" Hunter called me when we stopped at a spot that was known as the central spot of the jungle, "From here, we don't know where he lives. Either we turn left or we turn right."
I looked at the ground for footsteps when Gavin pointed in a direction, "Your highness. This is where we need to head. The ground here is too smooth. The leaves here are more wilted."
I frowned and realized that the smoothness showed someone had tried to make it even. So that no one could follow them.
"It might be a trap, too," Hunter pointed out, "Sometimes beasts do that to divert from the actual path."
I crouched, running my fingers through the damp soil. After a few moments, when I was about to rise, a faint shimmer of color caught my eye.
"Wait!" I pointed ahead.
Along the narrow trail, tiny violet flowers had begun to bloom. Their petals seemed to sway without any wind.
