Orcia came back home. His father yet was outside. Due to the recent occurs, he barely came home.
She began packing her stuff as fast as she could. The green witch, Sarina, and Beron would take care of her sister. She rushed to her flying shoes.
She had bought those expensive shoes for such a day. She heard noises, the old Bernard brought a folk here again. They should not see her. Her father wouldn't let go of her and it wasn't safe to tell them about Athria. This way she might be in more danger.
She sat down, the light was off and no shadow they could see in the twilight of the house. She snatched a glance. They were the Queen men. No, what a mess? What were they doing here? On normal days, they didn't even bother to check on these parts of the coastline. Everything should be nice in those royal islands and the farmers of the margins should always live in silence with the lowest facilities.
