snatches paper from his hands.
looking at paper.
eyes moving across words.
"Son of a bitch," she mutters. "He's right. Three days a week, they open the east wing to visitors. Supervised tours. Today is one of those days."
Geo sighs. "That... works."
Raven laughs.
slaps Nikolai on back.
"Who would have thought our resident brute would come up with the simplest solution?"
Nikolai jerks away.
"Don't touch me," he says.
but no real anger.
too pleased with himself.
Moon looks up.
not just trying to be happy.
she really is this time.
Nikolai is good for something, then.
"We'll need to look our best," she says. "Proper tourists from the neutral territories."
looks at me.
smile in eyes.
"Even you, big guy. We need to find something to make you look... less imposing."
not possible.
am monster.
always monster.
but for her...
will try.
"Let's go find outfits fit for the palace," Raven says, clapping hands together, excited. "And who knows? Maybe we'll run into your prince before we even need to make a plan."
Moon's face changes.
hardens.
"He's not my prince," she says, voice cold. "And I'm not his anything."
all happiness gone.
