Penelope waved goodbye to the two before turning her attention to the road ahead as she walked onward with Crow. She was thinking about how much longer they would have to go when he nudged her and stirred her from her thoughts. She looked up at him and smile a little at his words. “Me too.” She agreed with a small laugh. 

The mention of their previous companions made her think about the knights they had left behind once again. However, amongst the familiar guilt she felt, she also found a strange sense of relief that they weren’t still around. [i]Yesterday would have never happened if William was still watching us like a hawk..[/i] She thought to herself, giving Crow’s hand a small squeeze. It was nice but it being just the two of them definitely had its downsides as Penelope consider the mission. 

“Guess we should enjoy what we can..” Penelope said, losing the small smile on her face as a more serious expression took it’s place. “The castle can’t be too far now.. Pretty soon we won’t just be traveling.” 

She could barely even think about what their return trip would be like if they succeeded and was mostly focused on the more immediate issue of actually coming up with a plan and getting into the castle. [i]We might not even make it out..[/i] As the knight thought about it, she found a strong urge to just call the whole thing off at the thought of something happening to Crow. Especially due to the legend behind the king’s staff. While Penelope didn’t really believe in the gods interfering in the mortal world, a small part of her did worry it was true. The king might have seen Crow as an expendable criminal but to Penelope he was so much more. She shuddered at the thought of losing him. 

Penelope shifted a little closer to him as they walked. “I nearly think we should just start up a life here and forget about Brerra.” She mumbled with a sigh then shook her head. “But we’ve got a war to prevent.” She was reminding herself more than Crow. [i]I can’t let my family get sucked up into a war..[/i]