Gilbert ran in the direction of home. Vati was going to kill him he just knew it.
He started running faster he was sure hadn't been walking all night yet the sun was rising closer to Spades. Time lived to screw with him.
He ran for a good quarter of an hour till he was simply out Stamina. He stopped to breathe for a moment before deciding to stop for a while.
He panted while sweat ran down his forehead. He sat down. Then leaned back and onto his back.
He realized he just took a royal to a palace...Wait no he took a farm boy to the palace... Oops.
No one besides him knew that Arthur was a Queen to be. That was a very bad idea. Gil couldn't go back to get him by now someone had done something so he could only hope for the best for Arthur.
Not his best move. He groaned. He was exhausted. But then again Vati always talks about self control.
He rolled up and pushed himself onto his feet stumbling a little once there. Once stable again he rubbed his arms because they were a bit cold then, he took off again.
In his second Sprint he realized two things.
One that when Vati talks about self control normally he means to not touch a piece of cake or cookie that was just made. When he talked about in a Stamina way. He talked about building it and not to push himself.
Being him he remembered that part after finally collapsing in the snow.
Two the forest did not have snow anywhere near it.
His vision went started fading fast but around him he could still hear what was going on. He heard multiple voices talking he could almost make out what they were saying to each other
"He do-'t - -ay E-av-a"
The words faded in some areas making it hard to understand them.
"Mo- definitely -a sh- we take -m b-k with us? Ro-? -di?"
That was all he could hear he passed out after that.
Any guesses who they are and what they said. I'll give you a internet cookie.