Felix's face flushed red for a moment. "Well, the old man said that I should look the part of a captain and of the King's army," he said with a small sigh. "Oh, he also prepared a few sets of travelling clothes for you. There's a horse drawn wagon outside with a few day's supplies. Something small and manageable, he says." He explained, clearly still a little uncomfortable. The whole situation was so odd, he simply wasn't sure how to feel. "Well, princess," he said in a clearly teasing tone. "Shall we go?"

By the time night fell, the two had made it to the point where Prima was only a small light on the horizon. It was hard to believe just how much ground the two had already covered for the night. From how clear it all was, it seemed impossible that there was a war coming, or that they were on some epic quest to prevent it. To some degree, it was as if it were any other summer night.

"Unreal," Felix mumbled, looking to the sky as he motioned for the horse to stop.