The prisoners hunted without rest. Their limbs had gone numb, and some of them were already limping from exhaustion, but none dared to stop. They just kept piling up the meat, their bodies moving on pure instinct.
Right before breakfast, Primrose gave the same order to the rest of the prisoners, sending them out to follow the others.
"I'm so tired," Primrose muttered as Edmund fed her breakfast. "I should've given them the command at night, so I could've gone straight to sleep afterward."
She was so exhausted that even chewing her food felt like a chore, and all she wanted to do was collapse onto the bed. Unfortunately, she couldn't fall asleep without receiving a flow of magic from Edmund.
"Didn't I tell you that earlier?" Edmund asked with a knowing look.
Primrose huffed softly. "I know, I know. I just got too excited to try my ability again," she said, her tone playful. "Besides, since I'll need a lot of your magic today, doesn't that mean I have to stick with you all day?"
