Willa's POV
I flew out of the palace like my rear was on fire. I got halfway up to the top of the trees until I realized that I had no weapon with me. I was donned in just the dress that Orion had left me in. A baby blue lace dress with an intricate weaving of babies breath at the hems. My boobs were basically falling out; no doubt Orion wanted a glimpse at them when he got home. Going into battle looking like a child would be hilarious, and no one was going to take me seriously. On top of that, I have no fighting experience and no weapon to yield, as explained by my father.
I needed a plan and a good one.
I flew up to the largest tree next to the palace to think. I couldn't fly in guns blazing because, in fact, there were no guns. Scratching my chin, trying to think my way into this pr
