"Your Majesty, I have a feeling that I am not supposed to see you so frequently." The owner of the boat rental laughed as he greeted Nicholai and Darius.
"Whether you believe me or not, I have power over the Mirage Territory. The Castle belongs to my care." Nicholai only shook his head with a small smile. He had indeed seen this merfolk more times than he should speak with someone from the marine races.
However, he and Madeleine had been ferrying more and more wayward and powerful witches to the Sanctum of Mirrors. Solar was the only person strong enough to discipline and train them properly. Moreover, they needed the Mirage Queen's crest to have a real successor—favorably, one that was also grateful to them for extensive benefit.
