Out in the back of their villa, Oona and Alfonse are making their way towards the beach with Opal in Oona’s arms.
“Remember, Opal. I need you to swim as fast as you can to get to the palace. Once you get to my mother, tell her, ask her if Morwena is doing all the attacks that resulted in the death of that merman,” Oona told her companion.
Opal meowed and then jumped out of Oona’s arms.
‘I know what to do, Oona. You, on the other… do you know what you are doing?” Opal said to Oona, making the latter roll her eyes.
“Of course, I know what I am doing,”
Oona hissed at her cat.
‘You better. Just don’t turn me into a plankton,’
Opal said, and Oona was getting annoyed by her sassiness.
“Why? What did she say?” Alfonse asked.
“She said not to turn her into a plankton,” Oona replied in
