"Hmm? Something is off..." She murmured under her breath, looking ahead.
Years spent walking on the edge between life and death, in her past life, had honed her instincts to an almost frightening degree. Without any visible warning, a sense of unease rose sharply in her chest.
Intuition was a strange thing. It could not be explained, touched, or measured, yet it existed undeniably. Those who had stared danger in the face often developed this instinct, and more often than not, it was far more reliable than sight or sound.
Zora's gaze slowly swept across the forest ahead. The sky was at its darkest, that oppressive hour just before dawn when the world seemed to hold its breath.
Almost at the same moment she sensed it, Prince Kael's expression also turned solemn.
"Darling," he said quietly, "wake everyone."
She nodded without hesitation and immediately moved to rouse Reesa and the others.
