Stefan
I watch as she embraces Lucy, my eyes taking her in. Is this really Harlyn? Something about her seems so different. She’s no longer the child I saw her as.
If anything, she’s a woman, grown far more than anyone I know. My eyes look across her, and I feel I am missing something.
I stand dumbfounded. Harlyn barely even looks like herself. She hasn’t even noticed we followed.
Diandra steps towards Lucy and Harlyn and pulls me with her. “You returned?” Her words annoy me, and I watch as Harlyn looks towards Diandra.
“Harlyn, this is Princess Diandra from Wicklore Pack.” Lucy introduced her, which was good, as I was still speechless.
“Oh, I apologise, Your Highness, I didn’t know.” Harlyn does a small curtsy. Who is this woman?
“Are you planning to stay?” Diandra asks, and I’m gla
