Triton
“Ava,” I take her arm as she rushes through the castle, heading toward a room where she can shower. She stops walking and turns toward me. “I know you’re feeling all sorts of emotions right now. But I feel you’re starting to doubt yourself.”
She shakes her head. “I’m not doubting myself, Triton. I’m just pissed off that it had to come to this.” She reaches behind her and opens the door she was almost leaning against. She pulls me inside.
It’s not bad. The place is opulent, with a chamber with a large bed and a sitting room. The mounted paintings on the wall speak of a world filled with magic.
“Don’t worry,” Ava chuckles. “We’re allowed to be in here. This is the room allocated to my family when we stay here. I don’t know why we stay here sometimes when we have a house not far aw
