[The determination in his voice is unwavering, because they'll find them no matter what. They have to. Childe spurs his horse on, galloping as fast as it can back towards the castle. His eyes scan the treeline, and even into the woods themselves...they couldn't of gotten far.]
There!
[He spots their horse, far off the trail that leads to the willow tree. But where are they?]
Oh no...prince, tell me you're not seeing what I'm seeing...
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[The determination in his voice is unwavering, because they'll find them no matter what. They have to. Childe spurs his horse on, galloping as fast as it can back towards the castle. His eyes scan the treeline, and even into the woods themselves...they couldn't of gotten far.]
There!
[He spots their horse, far off the trail that leads to the willow tree. But where are they?]
Oh no...prince, tell me you're not seeing what I'm seeing...
[No where. Not a speck of them to be found.]