"Things are never quite scary when you've got a best friend."
-Bill Watterson
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Ysabel barged into her bedchamber. Her heartbeat skyrocketed as she found that Prince Hinrik wasn't exaggerating.
"Reis," Ysabel greeted. Reis spun and curtsied. A myriad of emotions had Ysabel hesitate on how to proceed next. But in the end, she came toward Reis and pulled her in a tight hug. "Thank the gods you're alright."
"Your highness," Reis sounded like she was going to sob. Ysabel pulled away and smiled at the palace maid.
"Is something the matter?" Reis inquired. Her eyes grew animatedly wide as she looked at Ysabel, concern evident in them.
The news about the quests must have reached her ears. But that wasn't what was troubling the young monarch.
'She was supposed to be in Bezmun, away from Simeon.' Ysabel thought bitterly. 'This is all my fault.'
