They’ve been after him for days. The guards were relentless. They hunted him down like a dog.
They were coming after him, Cien thought, frantically as he ran at top speed. But he was no match for the highly trained guards. They spent decades training and honing their skills. They moved like the wind through the forest trees as they ran after him. Their feet barely touched the ground.
They were getting closer. He could feel them at his back.
No, Cien thought. He couldn’t let them catch him. He'd be doomed if they caught him. He didn’t understand why his uncle was after him. He had the throne that he pretended not to want for years. Why come after him?
It didn’t make any sense. Cien looked over his shoulder, and he saw black spots against green moving fast towards him. They looked de
