Three whole days of absolutely getting nothing done. That was how long I waited until I had a window of opportunity to leave the manor again. After the ordeal we had at Crows' office, he decided to strengthen the security both inside and outside of the manor. Although Malik was no longer sticking to us like a leech, a multitude of guards were stationed outside of my room. We were prisoners, literally. It seemed that Crows finally gave up all pretenses.
However, these guards stand no chance against a disparaged merfolk and potion-maker. Desperate times called for desperate measures, and Mia and I were not afraid of taking high risks. My room was facing the scenic cliffs of the island, discouraging any attempts at intrusion or escape. But if there was a will, there was a way, and at last, w
