While staring out the window, Luke slouched in the backseat. Even though he was making an effort to forget what happened with Felicity, it was proving to be very challenging without the alcohol. He was still upset about what happened. "Are you going back to the kingdom too?" Willow asked him. "Once all this is over." "I will have to...my work here is done. It was done a few weeks ago actually. I have overstayed." Wes looked at him through the mirror. "Do you not want to go back?" Luke pursed his lips, seemingly conflicted. "I...don't know. Maybe I do, maybe I don't." "If you wish to stay here...you could," Wes said. "It is something to think about, but how would that even work? If the king finds out about me being one of the rogues he would have me executed. I'm sure he wouldn't think twice about it since he hates my family so much." He took a sip from the bottle of water. "You don't need to worry about the king

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Luke exclaimed from the roof of a shop as he watched two men holding her and forcefully taking her away while she protested. They dragged her until she was in front of a wagon and pushed her in. Two guards sat on either side of her to make sure she wouldn't be able to escape. Willow sat perfectly still for a moment, trying to console herself with the thought that she could not have seen this coming. Things go wrong all the time. This is nothing she can't fix, right? She tried to calm herself, but eventually, her façade crumbled. She fiddled her thumbs, repeatedly tapped her foot on the floor of the wagon, and looked from side to side. There was no way out. She couldn't use her magic because she was convinced it would be stupid to do so in a realm of magical creatures who had way more experience and power than her. "Where are you taking me?" None of the guards responded. "I'm innocent! I didn't do anything!"

"It is proven," Byron declared. "This girl, this human, infiltrated our kingdom with malicious intents, spread lies, and perjured herself in front of the queen. She should be punished without mercy."The queen remained silent for a brief period of time. Her court regarded her in anticipation. Willow closed her eyes, praying for Wes to show up, praying for an earthquake, a strike of lightning, a zombie apocalypse, or literally anything that would delay the verdict for a lifetime."Your majesty?""As I said earlier," the queen finally spoke, "those who commit perjury earn themselves a death sen—"The sound of the hefty golden doors opening cut her off. Everybody's attention was focused on the offender who dared to trespass and interrupt her majesty.When Willow recognized the person, she sputtered and tried to cover her mouth with her chained hand. The entire room wore the same expression as her. The queen's face featured a small smile.

Willow, Wes, and Luke were back in the grey cloudy sky that was a contrast to Hieroland. Wes increased the speed of the car which blew the dust off the road as they passed the trees. "I had totally forgotten about Byron, and then they chased after us in the entire market," Willow narrated the entire story to Wes about what had happened with her and Luke. Luke chimed in too from time to time and Wes listened. "—And that's when you walked in!" she looked at him. "Were you afraid that I wasn't going to show up?" Wes asked, momentarily taking his eyes off the road to look at her. "No, I always knew you would." "Ugh," Luke said from the backseat. Wes slowed the speed of the car before pulling over near Willow's father's house. "You sure you don't want to go?" He asked. She looked at the house and smiled. "No, I'll come back soon when I have more time." If she went to her father's house she would have

Wes entered the kingdom again after crossing the barrier. Even though everything had changed, it still appeared the same and as if he never left. It didn't suit a person of his stature, but he didn't care as he walked through the streets that provided the shortest route to the palace. He imagined Willow walking beside her, sharing some anecdote that she found interesting. People were whispering as he moved through the streets. Wes wondered what the point of whispering was when he could clearly hear everything. "He's back!" They said in low voices. "He's back after a month!" "Did he get married?" "Do we have a new princess?" 'Yes, I'm back. It's been more than a month. Yes, I got married. No, she's definitely not a princess,' Wes thought as he walked past the houses. The news of the prince's return traveled fast. Wes saw Raven driving towards him as the car stopped a few meters away. "Your majesty!" He got out of