Sylteena's eyes remained fixed on the Sliqruki's head, her heart thudding violently.
"Oou!... A slave Princess! Sounds like a fictional book title." Aislinn stated with crossed arms.
Aidan rolled his eyes, "How that is the first thought in your mind bothers me greatly."
She tittered.
Returning her focus to the creature that had her suspended in the air, she felt her body slowly lowered to be placed gently on the ground.
Her eyes widened. Why didn't it drop her indiscreetly?
Its hair loosened from around her wrist, leaving her alone in confusion and bewilderment.
Aidan stepped forward. "But you do have a good point, Master. If she is really part of the royal family, why is she so malnourished?"
"When I was observing her, she was alone most of the time." Aislinn walked up to stand next to her brother.
"Interesting..." The Sliqruki's voice seized their attention. "If she was returned to the castle, it means she isn't a fugitive that escaped persecution."
