We anxiously await any news from Demitri until lunch, but nothing. We help father out with preparations for tonight’s celebration in the meantime, trying to keep ourselves busy and not think about Elena. But she’s at the back of both of our minds, not letting us work in peace.
Father hasn’t talked to us about the fairies yet. I don’t know why he’s avoiding such a serious subject, when we all know, someone will have to go to their kingdom soon. We can’t leave the archway in their capital city unsealed, or else the whole Atlantis is going to be in trouble. I push the thought away, focusing on my current task – picking another colour theme for the celebration.
I was told that everyone who has something to do with our family is going to come today. This means that everyone, who was bor
