Raven noticed the smile and he was taken back to their childhood. He gave another smile in reply and chuckled afterwards. "Yes, it's such a waste that we won't be able to enjoy the scenery calmly. Perhaps, we could walk here again when all the crisis are solved. I hope." The priest muttered, he followed the Prince's steps from behind as they cut through to another road. The village indeed wasn't that far. But, the terrain is a bit difficult to pass.

Raven listened to his surroundings, at how the trees whispered everytime the wind pass by. He looked up to the sky, and noticed some grey colored coulds starting to gather. "My Lord, it would rain in a few hours. We probably need to rush, or the road will become all muddy and tire the horses." Raven suggested, now he was walking right next to Alistair in quick steps.

If the horses getting tired, they might need to get down and rest, and that means they will be staying in the dark without shelter. "I will catch up with you, My Lord." Rave bowed his head. His black horse catching up to the fast pace of their runnings.