Chapter 27: The Feared History (Part One)

       "Your highness, where are we going?" asked the story teller, almost in a whisper as he leaned closer to the prince.

        The rest of the soldiers were getting ready to ride on their horses back to the palace.

        Prince Zaeius just hissed at him, giving a meaningful look or else he might accidentally gave out his identity without him realizing. "Do you think you'll live if someone might find out?"

      'Isn't it obvious that I'm bringing him to the castle? This guy must really have a death wish.'

       It's better that he took the story teller with him. Who knows someone from his troops might betray him? At least if that happens, no one would have the guts to threaten the story teller's life.

   

        "But I'm not used to riding hor