Chapter 48 Beneath the Cleak of Dust

The desert stretched like a living beast, silent and endless. Prince Adeola wiped the grit from his brow as his party trudged forward. The sun had long since passed its brutal peak, but the heat still bit at the skin like flame. His guards-Ekun, Dimeji, and Seyi-moved behind him with quiet resilience, their robes soaked in sweat, weapons hidden ben