A note card attached to the cage by a thin piece of string caught Circe's attention. She reached forward and untied it to read what was on it. Written in flowing script was a brief message offering warm congratulations and well wishes for her reign. At the bottom was a signature.
Taryn Caelorth.
Circe glanced back at the bird again, thoroughly baffled.
It truly was a beautiful creature, but she knew next to nothing about birds beyond the fact that they flew and occasionally pecked people.
"What do I even do with you?" Circe muttered beneath her breath.
The bird immediately squawked again as though responding directly to her question.
A startled laugh escaped her before she could stop it.
***
"Close the door," he said.
Someone hurried to do just that and the sounds of the corridor disappeared.
