All she could do was this; anything more would seem insincere.
The morning journey went rather smoothly.
They didn't encounter any beasts, nor did they take a wrong turn.
The group traveled for a long distance until they finally arrived at the banks of a winding river.
The leader stopped walking.
"Let's rest here for a while, everyone is tired."
The others agreed and each found a place to sit.
Seraphina Caldwell sat down next to an old tree with a thick trunk.
Her gaze drifted to the water, a hint of longing in her eyes.
After rushing all day, her body was sticky and uncomfortable.
She had long wanted to jump into the river and enjoy a refreshing bath, letting the cool water wash away her fatigue.
But the last two times she bathed, she was ambushed by wild beasts.
Now, every time she saw water, her heart raced.
She wasn't afraid of the water.
It was the sudden, unguarded threat that she feared.
She stayed silent and continued to sit.
