“I never said you were,” said Fenrik calmly. “I’m just trying to figure this out with you, alright?” He gave her a look as if to try and reassure her that he was on her side. “I believe you. There’s obviously something we’re missing so I want to see what we’re missing.”
Fenrik paused, a moment of silence as he looked away to think. “You know what we should do? Figure out who those men actually were,” he murmured. “That’s probably where we should start. Who they are. What they are. Why they were here. Might also clue us in if they might have magic they’re using to create illusions or what.”
That stopped her, as she blinked in confusion. "Magic?" Perhaps that was her naive side. After all, her mum was basically a mermaid, her dad could grow claws from his fingers. She was a bit of both. Yet magic, that word still made her pause. "You have any idea who they were?"











