Frida's Pov:
Tiny droplets of rain fell from the sky and she hissed.
Darn it, a dark cloud was gathering for a huge storm.
These types of storms caused flooding and drought in the land making it very difficult to plant and also destroy crops from erosion.
The climate condition of the empire was nothing to feel safe about especially when traveling alone.
The paths were dangerous.
She heard a sound and slowed down Fletcher "Yeeee...Wesley do you hear that?" she whispered while listening to the darkness.
Fear came to bite her, what if her father had managed to catch up with her.
Even though she had been traveling for a while now.
With his large footsteps it would be easy for him to cover the distance she had crossed quickly.
It scared her to the point where she suffered goosebumps.
There was no way out of this.
She sensed something, a dark omen.
Evil eyes were lurking in the atmosphere and thunder rumbled in the sky like a hungry beast.
