Extend the Story - Add a Room

Hushing, you sweet talk the prince until he concedes the folly of his action. Not only most peasants kids go barefoot, not even one uses the fancy moccasins of court.

So, happily, you both emerge from your hideout as brothers, you being the older one who is correcting a young rascal for being so good-for-nothing as to forget the hatchet when going out for lumber.

Luckily the rebels are so convinced they don't even stop to question you but join you, with at far aggresivity, at correcting the prince until they deplete their reservoir of insults and go away.

Now you can continue your travels easily