"Shit." Azaliah cursed again, her heart pounding as the thundering of hooves behind them grew louder.
She gritted her teeth and leaned lower over her horse, urging it to run faster. The prince slumped weakly against her back, barely conscious. She could feel his grip loosening around her waist.
"Fuck." She cursed again. "Hold on.. please.. just hold on! Hyah!" She yelled, kicking her heels into the horse. It surged forward at full speed, dust rising behind them like a trail of smoke.
The shouting of the the soldiers echoed through the narrow path. they were gaining fast.
"Get them!!" A voice roared from behind. "We can't let them escape!!"
"Damn it!" Azaliah breathed, tightening her grip on the reins. The prince's body swayed, slipping slightly. She threw one hand back to steady him. His head lolled against her shoulder. She gritted her teeth, if he fell then they were both dead.
"Xavian please hold on... " She said through clutched teeth. She was breathing hard has she pushed her horse to go faster.
It was getting darker and if they kept going in this direction then they're done for. She glanced back to see the torches and the soldiers getting closer to them.
"Fuck!" Her eyes locked onto the paths ahead. there were two paths ahead, two options, either death or hell, and death was not an option.
There was only one option left if they were going to survive this, and that was hell.
Without hesitation she yanked the reins pulling her horse to the left path. Heading straight towards the Dark Forest.