Looking at the prince with discrete weary eyes, Anberine prayed nothing bad would not happen in this generation given what she had done to him. Knowing that once the spell wore off, he would no doubt revert back to being his usual cruel, selfish self leaving the distressed girl with feeling next to no confidence in him.

To say that the drawing looked so realistic, that one could say it could come alive was an understatement much to his surprise as he continued to look at it unable to mask his surprise. “This... this is good” Skye finally spoke his thoughts out aloud, he remained transfixed by the images.

“You-Ugh! Fine! I’ll pack it up” Skye added loudly before packing the items into the basket quickly, once done he rushed after her knowing that non-royals could easily get lost in the maze like forest. As he left a translucent blue figure appeared at the foot of the lake, tilting it’s head slightly, a soft sigh left it’s lips.

Startled Anberine nearly jumped as she saw how dark it was outside, Skye on the other hand stretched causing his bones to click in protest.  Feeling the pops Skye groaned a bit before getting up to pay for the food leaving Anberine perplexed. 

Anberine as she heard this looked away weakly as guilt entered her uneasy mind.  "I had a feeling this would come up one day" she muttered faintly, feeling more tired despite it being directed at the prince.