Protection

Alexander stumbled through the forest as he searched for her, it was now late afternoon, he was covered with sweat, his clothes clung to his body. As much as the royal wanted to sit down and rest he knew that if he did that there was a massive chance that he would never see Raknah again.

“RAKNAH!” he called out hoping for some sort of answer. However once again he got nothing but silence. The male felt his hand curl into a tight fist before he threw his arm and hit the trunk of a tree with such a force that he felt at least two of his knuckles break with a horrid crunch. A loud curse fell from the royals lips as he clutched his hand.

“Where are you?”