Minutes passed, Charon growing tenser with every second.
He could distantly hear the ticking of the watch from the Lantern Bearer play. Each mechanical click was a reminder that the Warden was gone, and his friends would soon leave as well.
'Why couldn't I have erred on the side of caution and said an hour? That would've been way smarter!'
All he could do was trust that Emerius and the others knew him well enough to take his estimate with a grain of salt, remaining in the town for a while longer.
As it stood, he had bigger fish to fry.
The pale crowns' light reflected off the walls, like beams shooting from its core. It made it impossible to ignore it, despite how hard he tried.
'What is it for? A king? Could it have been worn by the previous king of the town?'
Achlys had said this cave wasn't hers, at least not initially, so he wasn't sure it was connected to her.
