“I do not feel good about this,” Lyria grumbled. “I thought you said I would find this more agreeable.”
“You don’t?” Aertis giggled, as she and Lyria climbed into a carriage.
“No,” Lyria replied. “This is most uncomfortable! And how did you even get permission for us to go into the city?”
“I didn’t,” Aertis said, a glimmer in her eye. “Not for us, anyway. Officially, I’m headed into the city with Daphne.”
Lyria laughed. The carriage began to move, the horses trotting merrily toward the castle gates.
“So,” Aertis continued, “Daphne and I are headed into the city for lunch.”
“And what is Daphne actually up to? I assume you don’t want her to be spotted by Alpha Windmere?”
“Alpha Windmere knows what we are up to, actually. Much easier to get clearance when he was in on it. But Daphne a
