It’s been two weeks since they saw the rogues, and Circe convinced Ariel that they should stay and defend their home, even with the mysterious man in her dreams and the pack hanging around the territory.
They are walking through the streets of the city, and thanks to a cloaking spell, are able to walk freely without being noticed. She hasn’t been to see the young ones since the day the man saw her and is dying to check in on them when the castle guard comes riding into the city square.
“What are the royals up to now?” Ariel softly swears, making Circe roll her eyes at the old witch.
“Why do you always think the worst?”
“Because they are royals, and it’s never good news when it concerns them!” Circe shushes Ariel when the guard steps up onto a box and pulls out a scroll to read what
