Valerie was stunned by Derek’s outburst, having not expected that. However, he quickly recovered his composure and said, "If you say so then."
Although their relationship had been rocky due to Derek’s betrayal in the past when he spied on him for his mother but Valerie could not deny that his second in command has been trying to make up for what he did, especially recent. However, it would take a lot of efforts for their relationship to go back to the way it was. If it will ever be.
"You should rest. You have an hour tops before we begin our journey."
"As you command my prince." Derek bowed his head and left.
Valerie sighed as soon as Derek left, the graveness of his plans finally dawning on him. However he had no choice, things had escalated to this point and there was nothing that he could do. The only comfort that Valerie had was that Islinda would be freed once he won; he would keep his promise no matter the cost.
Even when he lay on his bed, Valerie’s thoughts were consumed by Islinda and it was no wonder he was up on his feet as soon as his rest time was up. They had to go before sunlight ran out of them. Derek came in at the same time and from the look on his face, it was obvious he did not catch a wink as well.
Together they prepared to leave and it was a huge surprise to Valerie when he came to the throne room only to realize that Jagon had prepared a great load for them to go with.
"No, we travel light. The terrains are dangerous enough, I wouldn’t want such load, it would be more of a hazrad than help." Valerie said to him.
"Ahh, sorry, your highness." Jargon apologized for his mistake.
In the end, Valerie had to make do with a small load filled with skins of water, dried food and clothes they could change into.
"Also, what you asked for," Jagon handed a container to him and upon opening it, Valerie pulled out a map. "No one has ventured there for years now. It is old and you might have to be careful with it."
It was a map of the mountain and possible location of his grandfather.
Valerie placed the map in his bag slung over his side and staring at Jagon, he said, "Thanks a lot for your help."
Jagon bowed, "I’m always at your service, yout highness."
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