Baldwin felt his heart tighten like a vice as he stared into Eliron's cold eyes. The world around him seemed to close in, he reached for his sword… then stopped.
It would be useless, everything he could possibly do right now would be useless.
They were so deep in the forest that he couldn't even call for help. Was this the Elven Lord's plan? Lure him into the forest and gut him like a pig?
Eliron suddenly laughed, causing Baldein to raise a brow. "Why the long face my friend? It looks like my joke may have been perceived wrongly."
Baldwin blinked. "Excuse me?"
Eliron chuckled. "All I meant is that you must have balls of steel, walking into a forest like this. I hear the undead are prowling these parts…"
Baldwin felt the pressure in his chest drop.
'Does that mean he does not know?' He thought. Was it possible that Eliron had just spoken casually?
If that was the case, then he could carry out his original plan and get him to his side.
