Few hours before —
It was well past midday when a knock sounded against Lyra's door, it woke her up. She groaned, rolled over, and one eye open just when Stefan entered with his usual calm expression. Behind him hovered and flew the four familiars, "His Highness requested that you look after them for a while," Stefan said. Lyra blinked once, then gave a sleepy smile with a yawn. "Ah, of course he did." She looked at them with judgy eyes let them inside and assured Stefan she would handle it. Once he left, she went to lay down on her bed again. The familiars scattered all around the room. Then, she woke suddenly as something licked her hand, the moment she snapped her eyes open, for a full second she did not move. Then—"AAAAAAAAA—!"
Cut to Present —
