“Okay,” Lyria whispered as they scuttled back across the lawn toward the castle. The soft light of dawn was filtering through low, fluffed white clouds onto the green and slightly damp lawn below. “So that means tonight. All night watch. I think only two of us should go, though. If all four of us are missing…”
“It’ll be harder to excuse where we were,” Haribelle nodded. “I’ll go. I won’t be able to sleep anyway.” She stepped delicately, having rather foolishly chosen white slippers to match a light blue and white dress. She had so far managed to avoid staining them, but her steps were mincing and quite carefully planned in order to do so.
“Tonight Lyle asked me to join him and Alpha Windmere for a game of Streak of Luck,” Aertis said. “The dangers of not being a contestant for the King’s
