As Freya had suggested the party rode out in the afternoon, Morgana stayed behind with the other ladies and Sebastian. The Princes’ and Princess, Thea, Marcus and Marius cantered through the landscape that bordered the Palace, all the way down to a cove that opened up to the ocean.
Marius pointed out the low hanging cloud across the water to the North, the mysterious Island of Myst. Where the magician’s learnt how to control their power and where the council of Myst met to make their decisions and judgements.
Thea always enjoyed being away from the Palace, feeling less as though she was under scrutiny. She also felt more comfortable and confident that she could guard Freya in the open, even though she didn’t have a wing of Griffins to call upon.
They cantered along the beach with Marc
