They made their way far from the Moonlight Kingdom, traveling in silence through dense forest paths until the silver spires were no longer visible behind them. The journey had taken most of the night, and Eren's muscles ached from the exertion of his escape and the subsequent trek.
"We'll rest here," Lira announced as they reached a small clearing where the remnants of an old campsite were visible. "I use this place sometimes when traveling between kingdoms. We're safe for now."
She moved with practiced efficiency, rekindling a fire in a stone-ringed pit and retrieving supplies from a hollowed tree trunk nearby. Her movements were fluid and graceful, but Eren noticed something peculiar about her—she seemed prone to small mishaps. As she bent to arrange her bedroll, the strap of her leather armor slipped unexpectedly off her shoulder, exposing more skin than she'd intended. She quickly adjusted it with a practiced motion that suggested this happened often.
