Everyone turned toward the source of the sound—and all stiffened a bit when they saw it was the Third Prince again.
Alice looked at Rudeous, unsure what to say.
"Sure, Prince. If you say he will reach safely, then nothing can happen to him," came Rudeous's reply. One moment he was a responsible father; the next, his demeanor shifted in the face of power.
No one could blame him, though. It was the prince, after all. And if he said Logan would return safely, then he meant it—and he would see it through.
"Mom, don't worry. I'll be back before you even know it."
Logan knew how anxious his mother always was. He tried to console and convince her—because the royal palace and their home in Aerundal were far apart. Even by carriage, the journey would take a minimum of two days.
Alice stepped forward and hugged Logan.
"Come back soon, okay?"
"Sure, Mom."
Logan smiled, then turned toward his father.
"Dad, I'll leave with the prince, then. Get back safely."
