AIDEN
When Steven Caddel and I finished our talk about the goings-on in Windsburn Island, it was very late. Night had already fallen and the sky outside of the Caddel’s cottage window was a deep, dark blue. The sky was dotted with stars and the moon cast silver rays below.
Though it made me sad to leave the family’s home, I knew I needed to sneak back to the castle. I was worried to jinx it, but I wondered if the servant I had changed clothes with and tied up had been found.
I certainly hoped not because otherwise, I would have to make up an excuse to satisfy the official’s questions. I knew he would inquire where I’d gone and there was no way I could betray the Caddels and the miners I’d spoken to today.
Steven told me that Frederick was quite literally the spokesman of the Fox family
