XXXVIII

Chapter 38: How Her Staff Works

"Hey! There you are!" The green-haired prince yells from the door before peeking out into the hallway and yelling once more. "I found her! Over here!"

"Hush!" I throw a dagger at his forehead as he's interrupting me. "Get out if you are going to be a distraction."

"Sowie." He apologizes in a hushed tone after dodging the projectile. He slowly walks over to me. "What are you doing?"

Before I can reply, the next morose arrives.

"Oh! There you guys are. I thought you left me behind for a sec. Turns out a huge and beautiful palace can get scary if deserted." Witsel says in-between heavy, irregular breathes. "What are we doing--? Ooh, shiny."

"What are you? A dragon?" Cahill comments. "Keep it down. She is working on something."

"Huh? What is she doing?" Witsel hangs a golden bead necklace around his neck as he walks over to us. "Water to cut stone crystals? That's our empress for you."