The two guides led them into the dense forest, where a clear cobbled path ran down the center, flanked by trees on both sides.
Celine marveled at the forest, the trees grew in a straight pattern as if they had been planted on purpose in that order. She glanced over at Tristan whose face was expressionless, he neither looked at her nor said anything to her along the way, and she also silently followed by his side.
After walking for a while, they came to what seemed like a dead end - a thick tangle of overgrown weeds hanging from the trees, blocking their path.
Celine looked on curiously as the messengers didn't seem to be stopping nor making a detour but straight up approaching the large cluster of overgrown weeds.
