'WHAT'S HAPPENING?'

Ignatius turned to find Catherine watching him, an eyebrow arched in question.

'The mernoyds are gathering in greater numbers. The blood is attracting them,' he explained loudly. She stood from her seat and joined him, peering down at the creatures her upper lip curling in distaste.

'What are the Nyjens and Leseach doing? And Rashid,' she added as an afterthought.

Ignatius glanced over then turned to grin at the Princess. 'Looks like a ...