JACE’S POV

“We’re leaving tomorrow, aren’t we?” Ven walked closer to me.

“Aye. Any words?” I sipped the content of my teacup. It should be as early as tomorrow, but something came up, therefore I had no choice, but to stay and supported my father.

“Are you going to fulfill your promise?” She went closer to me. “You’re gonna bring me to my mother, right?”

I looked side by side. I was ensuring that no one was listening to us. “Let’s talk in my tent.” She followed me, marching towards my tent. I sat down at the wooden tribal chair and continued gulping my tea. “I’ll leave you there. The...