The Hybrid's Hope
I say.
The prince drags his eyes away from Orsa. “I am prince of CrystalSolaris, a different kingdom,” he says, looking back at Orsa. “My kingdom is sunny, yet cool most of the year. Someone who was say, part polar bear, might find such a land to her liking.”
“What are you doing here if you aren’t part of Araphyra,” I say, not sure we can trust this elf.