Hours had passed in agonizing silence as Sienna would watch Adrian keep his gaze forward, seemingly unscatched by this change between them. Although she was aware he may not come to her in immediate relief, acceptance, or even excitement, she was not prepared for such abuse to wear over her heart. Yet this quietude would continue as they would break to a section of woods that had collected water for the travelers as well as their horses. As Adrian would be kind to his steed, brushing its mane as it would drink from a bowl made of thick leaves within his grasp, she would then attempt to speak to him.
“I am sorry, Adrian...If I would have-”
“We have only a handful of hours to return until we would be faced to endure those vapid creatures-”
“I am well aware of the time until dusk and yet
