Kingdom Dance 🌟🪄🏹🌳🗡️❤️ · Y/n story by @BYLER

The forest breathes. Morning light spills through the canopy in golden shafts, illuminating dust motes that drift like tiny lanterns. Birds call overhead. Somewhere, water trickles over mossy stones.

Mike

skidding to a halt Did we lose them?

Another crash. Dustin tumbles out of a bush, still clutching the stolen lute, leaves stuck in his curls.

Dustin

gasping Define 'them.' If 'them' means the entire kingdom guard, then no. No we did not.

Lucas lands silently on a low-hanging branch, bow in hand. He scans the treeline behind them, ears sharp.

Lucas

quietly We bought some time. They're regrouping at the gate.

He drops down, landing softly beside the others. All eyes turn to Will.

Mike

holding up the torn paper Will. We need to talk about what happened back there.