Ulrik's POV
Ellen handed out compressed biscuits to my team.
Exhausted, they collapsed and began devouring them hungrily.
I, however, had no appetite and just held mine, watching the sun slowly rise over the horizon.
The golden rays bathed the sandy desert, creating a beautiful scene that did little to warm my heavy heart.
After hours of fruitless searching in the desert, I returned empty-handed, knowing further pursuit would be futile.
I sat down, mechanically holding the biscuit, and glanced at Adelaide.
She lay with her head on Paisley's shoulder, appearing unusually listless.
I'd heard she'd been injured and treated, but I had no idea how severe her injuries truly were.
After much hesitation, I stood up and approached her, softly asking, "Are you alright?"
Adelaide didn't mov
