Genevieve:
"What's it now?" The irritation in Wolvin's actions, as he flung his blanket aside and rose from the bed, made it abundantly clear that he was thoroughly displeased with the intrusion.
Nonetheless, I felt a sense of relief. The longer we had remained in close proximity, the more entangled things might have become, and I feared things could have escalated even further.
I rose within the bed and observed as he opened the door to reveal Ariel, who bore an unusual expression on her face.
"May I have a word with the princess?" Her manner of addressing me with that title felt peculiar. She always emphasized it with extra weight, which tended to unsettle me.
"What's the matter?" Wolvin intervened, his hand on the door frame, preventing her from entering.
"I need to present her wi
