"If we leave now, we could still hide?" Danny proposed, worry crossing her face as she stroked Darren's chest.
"I doubt we'll fly under the radar for long," Aspen muttered, pointing at all of us. "We're not exactly the most... Neutral of company. Your red hair, Regan's massive chest, Darren's uncanny resemblance to the king... It's a surprise nobody caught on sooner."
"True," I admitted reluctantly. Even if he was a goofball sometimes, Aspen made a good point. The King would know who to look out for and with Chesca on our tail, we couldn't afford to be caught between two camps. We needed to figure out what to do and where to go.
"Guess we only have one choice," Darren sighed, running his hands through his shaggy hair.
"What?" Danny asked, curling up against his arm. The frown on his fa
