Skye and Selene stood in the throne room of Barron castle. Skye paced in front of the thrones as she messed with her hands. “What are we supposed to do? I don’t know how to run a kingdom, do you?”

Selene sat on her fathers throne, rubbing her temples gently. “Of course not! You think my father would really teach me things like that?”

“No, of course he wouldn’t.” Skye sighed as she ran a hand through her hair. “River and Antony don’t entirely know ...