Vivian had heard it too.
Her mind went blank as trepidation seized her. She mindlessly let Jason pull her toward the tall reeds, where they crouched for cover.
Two Elysians appeared at the river bank the moment they concealed themselves.
“Are you sure that you saw people here?”
“Yes, I'm pretty sure I heard something.”
Frustration flashed across the first Elysian's face upon hearing the answer. He strode toward the River of Styx.
“They're seeking death by coming here! Do they want to add to the number of dead bodies floating down this swamp?” he cursed, evidently annoyed.
Vivian was perplexed, but she instinctively cowered in fear when she heard the malice in his voice.
Her involuntary action caused her to brush up against the person next to her.
The atmosphere grew tense.
“I'm sorry, t-that was an accident,” Vivian stuttered an apology. Her face flushed scarlet as she went rigid from embarrassment.
Vivian was innocent by nature. Although she and Jason had gotten into a conflict because of Daphne, Vivian harbored no hard feelings toward Jason.
After all, he was not directly involved in the matter.
Jason, too, was feeling a bit awkward.
He peeked at the young girl and noticed the pink blush on her cheeks. Realizing that she was not disgusted nor repulsed by him, he heaved a sigh of relief.
“It's all right. It's too dangerous for us to linger by the river, though. Let's head back to the mountains once they leave.”
“Is that so?”
Vivian looked over her shoulder, her eyes wide and watery as she regarded the looming mountain behind them.
I suppose it's safer to retrace our steps.
In the end, Vivian followed Jason back to the mountain. She decided that she would only reemerge when Kurt got back.
However, they had just settled behind a huge boulder when a voice rang from behind them.
“Vivi, what are you doing here? Where's Kurt?”
It was Lucy.
Thankful that it was a friend and not a foe, Vivian hastily tugged Lucy to her hiding spot.
“Kurt went to the River of Styx. What are you doing here, Lucy? Weren't you guarding the road? You...” Vivian trailed off as she glanced at the road leading to the mountain. Alarm bells rang in her head.
“Oh...”
Perspiration beaded Vivian's forehead.
She's right about the features but ultimately wrong about Jason's identity. He's only a counterfeit. Brother Cal is the one who's of royal Elysian descent.
“You're mistaken, Lucy. He's not Elysian. He's from Yartran. In fact, he's the young prince of Yartran. Don't worry about him. He's just here for a visit,” Vivian placated the rambling girl.
“Young prince?” Lucy echoed, her eyes bulging out of their sockets in surprise.
“Y-You convinced the young prince to follow you here? D-Does he like you? He came here for you, didn't he?” Lucy chattered excitedly, all the while staring at Vivian with rapt attention.
Unable to answer Lucy's intrusive questions, Vivian hurriedly shooed her off.
Like me? No, thanks
Vivian quickly caught up to Jason, and the two trudged through the dense forest. Sunlight barely filtered through the leaves above them, and the thick air made the journey all the more arduous.
“Jason, did you come from this direction just now?”
“Yes.” Jason nodded his head in affirmation.
Pouting, Vivian began to recount their grueling trek before. The indignance in her voice was apparent.q
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