THE REJECTED PRINCE’S OWL
"No one is to disturb me until I call for you."
They bowed and departed, their footsteps fading down the corridor.
I closed the door and turned back to Amelia, who had managed to perch herself on the edge of the bed. Ruby was still curled beside her, still clearly exhausted, but alive and whole.
"Okay," I said, sitting across from her on the bed. "What happened? And be specific. I need to know everything."
Amelia took a deep breath, her feathers fluffing out slightly. "Alright. So, after you left to see the king, Ruby and I were just hanging out. And we may have jumped on your bed a little bit."