They reached the Kingdom of Ghal just before morning broke the next day. The only stop that was made was to eat and rest a little. Yosef knew he was pushing the group but that’s what happens whenever he gets determined. The sooner he found his sister, dead or alive, the better. He didn’t want to spend more time here than needed.<br/><br/>His first impression of Ghal was that it did have an unfriendly atmosphere. The people in the village they passed through didn’t seem very welcoming. Maybe they recognized Kyra? If so, then they would need to hurry. It wouldn’t be long before the main force arrived to drive her back out.<br/><br/>Yosef and the others decided to set up camp near an abandoned village. It looked like something left over and forgotten from the war, perfect for strategizing.<br/><br/>When they finished setting up, Yosef looked at Kyra, who was still looking unsure. Since they had come all this way, he decided to give her another chance. He was really going above and beyond. He really should have just left her, if she was going to act like this. But this was her kingdom and he could use her help.<br/><br/>“Princess Kyra,” he started, not caring that she didn’t look him in the eye. “Or… is it just ‘Kyra?’ A princess shouldn’t carry herself like you have, she should be determined to fight and work for what she wants. I know I’ve said before, but this is your last chance.” He was always a serious person, but the seriousness in his tone was firm; he was a man on a mission, and did not want anyone dragging him down. “You were so full of energy when the idea of taking your kingdom back was presented. I don’t know what has gotten into you, maybe it’s nerves, but if you are going to waste our time, then this is where we part ways.”<br/><br/>He was prepared to leave if she was going to be negative…