The narrow stream cut through the underbrush, it wasn't too thick but just enough to say that it had made an impact on the original river.
Eric stepped down onto the softer ground noticing as the channel wasn't too deep, only ankle height, it moved steadily, sliding between carefully placed stones before disappearing downhill through the trees
The supervising panel members followed at a distance, boots crunching softly against gravel and dry twigs. The Hillford people lingered behind, clustered in uneven groups.
They all nudged the youngest guy present.
"Go get, Frank. Hurry!" One of them hissed to him and he nodded before he ran back towards the embankment.
The Hillford people's early politeness had thinned into the right cautiousness. They knew what they had done was wrong but to have the Prince find it out so quickly would put them in the bad light in his eyes and they feared an unfair judgement.
