Before Harlow even knew it, she and Julian were already traveling across the barren wasteland in search of the portal that led to the underworld. He told her that it was easier to look for it on foot.
Every now and then, Harlow glanced over her shoulder and wondered if some other men would appear and try to attack her. She would have been fooled by this Julian and it would turn out that he was some kind of vagabond, king of the thieves and not an adventurer.
The princess was suspicious of the man's intentions even if they agreed to be friends.
Friends after all knew how to keep secrets from one another.
What was this Julian hiding about himself? Well, Harlow was going to pry it out of him. Compared to anyone else who was more than willing to speak and share their experiences, Julian was silent.
It was something that Harlow was not used to. When she went to Mount Tempest, she knew that the White Witch lived there and also heard the story from her mother.
