Neil slashed his sword and cut through some long weeds and shrubs.
Behind him, Rudra felt his clothes getting stuck in a thorny bush and almost ripped his expensive silk robes in the process of untangling himself.
"Your Highness, are you sure that dancer is not planning to assassinate us?"
"I mean, setting up a meeting place so deep in the jungle… Is he going to murder us here?"
Neil was amused by his thought process. He replied with a dreamy smile, "If that's true… then this Crown Prince would be the first person to get assassinated by his soulmate. Such a beautiful death that would be. It would be poetic."
"Beloved, let your loving gaze be the death of me."
Rudra rolled his eyes at his best friend's antics and mumbled, "He is only my brother-in-law. Why should I die too?"
Neil had agreed to be Tanay's dance partner, and they had exchanged contact information on their communication bracelets.
Later that evening, Tanay sent them the location for the meeting place.
