The next time Lillia saw her carriage, memories rushed back in a violent surge, then settled just as quickly, soothed by the reminder of why she was leaving the palace again.
When her gaze landed on her guards, she breathed.
They are not stopping you? Fenris’ voice brushed her thoughts.
No. My restrictions have been lifted. Lillia answered. She stepped quietly into the carriage, Maera following after.
Oh…? Fenris pressed closer, amused. Feels like I missed a lot while I was asleep yesterday. Anything else you’re not telling me?
Heat crept up Lillia’s cheeks, and she turned her gaze away from Maera. Should she tell Fenris about her moment on Regaleon’s horse?
You rode on Regaleon’s horse?
Fenris latched onto the thought immediately, circling it with sharp, bright curiosity.
Li
