Chapter 68: New Journey
It had been three days since Cadogan had encased himself in the glowing ice crystal to heal. The cave had become a temporary sanctuary, offering them much-needed rest from the chaos.
Thankfully, Cadogan had deactivated the ice door before falling asleep, allowing them to come and go as needed. Atlas had taken up the task of hunting, frequently leaving and returning with food, while Ned and Dune rested inside.
As they sat near a small fire, Dune broke the silence. "Ned, what do you think happened to Daniel? Why didn't he come back?"
Ned sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know, Dune. I'd like to believe he's okay, but... if what Cadogan said is true, then the King probably doesn't want to cause any more trouble by opposing Matiane."
Dune nodded slowly, his thoughts racing. It made sense for King Aramir to avoid provoking Matiane, but something didn't sit right. "But why?" he asked after a pause. "Why would the King sacrifice an entire city just to send us three into the trials? He can't be that cruel, can he?"
Before Ned could respond, a low, raspy voice interrupted them. "Because the King has no choice."
Dune and Ned turned sharply to see Cadogan standing near his shattered crystal prison, frost still clinging to his skin. His body emanated a faint, icy mist, and his voice carried a weary strength.
"You're awake?" Dune asked, surprised.
Cadogan stepped forward, his movements slow but deliberate. He was completely naked, though within seconds, frost and snow swirled around him, forming a pristine white robe, shirt, and pants. Fully clothed, he exhaled a deep breath of cold air, his posture still a bit unsteady.
"I couldn't sleep forever," he said, his lips curling into a faint smile. "Besides, we don't have time to waste. We need to move soon, but I'll explain." He took a seat on the ground, gesturing for them to sit with him.
Dune wasted no time. "So, Matiane... is he really working under the King?"