After he left, Rachael walked back to the courtyard, where many of the merfolks were lost in the merriment that mingled with the atmosphere. Her heart was beating quickly as she contemplated everything. His words echoed in her mind.
She had to stay safe. Icarus offering her this dagger meant only one thing: Dangers were bound to occur. Racheal walked through the crowd, navigating through people until she found Icarus. He was seated at the table, together with Alfred and a few others she didn't recognize. She walked towards him, unsure of what to do next. She felt like a stranger to the merfolk around here.
When Icarus noticed her standing beside him, he diverted his attention towards her, offering her a seat beside him.
Icarus knew that someone was planning to murder Racheal, but he wasn't sure who. And he was willing to decimate the head of that person from its body, as long as it meant her safety.
