Mage

"The king wishes to see you. He has requested your presence in his office." A knight said and walked out after delivering his message. Lylla began to tremble in fear. How could she even face the king? She was afraid that she might act out of the line and was caught. That was a death sentence. To impersonate the princess of Avon was such a great mistake. Failing to meet the king would only lead to more trouble. She had no other choice but to go.

Once she stepped out of the room, the unfamiliar hallways seemed like a puzzle to her. Never in her lifetime had she visited the palace. The hallways looked like a maze and she ended up to the same spot where she started. Of course she had the option to ask but how would she sound. A princess, born and raised in the palace, does not know the way around. Anyone posed such a question would think that she had gone mad. But as cunning as she was, she had a few tricks up her sleeve.