It’s already dark when everyone has boarded the ship. Ami is high-strung and edgy, so I know that something is up.

“Aren’t we leaving now?” I ask Elroy when I see him holding a barrel of something. It smells like alcohol. “Where are you going to bring that?”

“The King decided to ah—stay for another night,” he stutters.

“Why are you nervous?”

Then, the smell of alcohol is overpowered by the smell of lavender. I turn to look at Theo before he calls my name. I bow my head at him–something he didn’t like me doing.

“What are you doing here, my King?” I ask. I glance at Elroy and...