Falu Barros left, still disappointed.
For the sake of their shared ties to the Twelve Families of the Northern Frontier, Faru Barros offered Annan a friendly warning. The First Prince had a vicious temper. Once they returned, another response would surely come—either an Envoy... or war.
"Let him."
Annan said it without concern. Once he got back, he told Abby to pack his things. He was going to hide in the Mage Tower for a while. Moments later, he changed his mind and told her to put everything back.
His roots and his friends were in Star-Moon Bay. If his enemies threatened it, fleeing to the Mage Tower would do no good. He would only come back.
Annan waited for the Golden King to fulfill their agreement. Whether the Royal Capital had fallen or held off the Ratfolk, he would know when the Envoy arrived.
After more than ten days of a daily drop of Lomme's special honey, Little Spider had regained her energy. She lay on her web, basking in the gentle afternoon sun.
Do you start liking the sun more as you get older...? The sun in the Otherworld looks a lot like Earth's. Is it the same distance away? Legend says the sun is the incarnation of the God of Light and the moon is the incarnation of the Elven Goddess. But Katarina said worlds are bubbles, and that fits what I know. What lies beyond the world we see?
As Annan idled away his time with such thoughts, peace returned to Star-Moon Bay.
Autumn Harvest drew closer day by day, while the wheat in Wheat Field and the city walls grew taller. A fledgling city wall had sprung up outside Glacier Harbor, too.
Thanks to the publicity from Magic Film and the Magic Newspaper, Star-Moon Bay's