[ A little more hope escaped him at her words and his shoulders slumped in the temporary defeat. Not only had he lost everyone who mattered to him most but it appeared he would never find his way back to his kingdom either. Who would assume the throne in his absence? And what horrors would they bring? An ache settled deep in his gut just from the worry of it all but he tried to keep it to himself while they walked further away from the shore.

As they walked, he tried to make mental notes of everything they passed just in case he needed the knowledge. A person could never be too careful. They entered something cave-like and Steve slowly let go of her hand in favor of stripping off his shirt and pants so they could dry. Getting sick on top of everything else wouldn't help either of them. ]

No one else is on this island at all? [ In his youth, he heard plenty of stories about bandits, pirates and natives. None of which were warm and fuzzy. ] You'll want to get out of those wet clothes. I can go and get some wood for a fire. If we keep it low it should be okay.