When did his life become so lonely and sad? During those winds that brought back the memories he least wanted to recall, his life seemed so bleak.

Surprisingly, he found someone who seemed as lost as he was. He felt eyes on the back of his neck, and it bothered him constantly. For the former noble prince, that gaze sent shivers down his spine.

With every step he took on the leaves, grass or dry earth, his eyes trembled. If that thing—or that someone—decided that this nobleman would be the one to sate its hunger in order to survive, he wouldn't be able to fight or defend himself against anything larger or the same size as him. For the first time, he felt helpless. There was no one to defend this weak young man.

When his strength gave out, he knew it was time to stop. He didn’t want to give up so shamefully. Whoever is following me, have the courage to show yourself! His voice sounded weak and tired; at that moment, all he wanted was to know who was stalking him through the shadows. Even if it cost him his life or his dignity.
Certainly knew how to tell people what to do and what not to do. The irony nagged at him; deep down, despite denying it, he still had a habit of bossing people around.

The air felt heavier than usual. He strained his eyes, staying alert for the potential threat he believed had been following him.

What an uncertain future he had secured for himself!