The next day…
As twilight faded and the last blush of sunlight dipped below the horizon, they found a secluded clearing nestled within the forest's embrace.
The trees stood silently, their leaves rustling softly in the evening breeze.
With practiced ease, they set up camp beneath the slowly darkening sky, the scent of pine and earth mingling in the cool, crisp air.
Killian and Pandora still remained sleeping at the back of the carriage with no signs of waking up anytime soon.
Rowan set up the bonfire and placed the log stools he had brought in the back of the carriage around it.
He then bade farewell to Regis, Aurelia, and Eldrin, making his way back in the driver's seat of the carriage before taking out some sandwiches while staying alert in his surroundings.
Just like the night before, the three of them shared a simple meal, their quiet conversations weaving through the crackling of the fire.
