Through the woods. 

"You've not been yourself!"

The Princess complained, holding unto one of Aynea's hands. 

"Aynea be pity all the warriors."

The Dryad replied without looking at the princess. The bickers of the warriors marching behind them was heightened enough to swallow their conversation. 

The both of them were walking before the troop of a thousand warriors behind them. Before them was the group of Prium on horses and the commander of the warriors appointed by the King of Aoiwa. The King didn't bother to follow them. He had left them both in the care of the commander of the warriors and Aynea's. 

"Why do you pity a thousand...