Delphia’s gaze flits across the ship to where Farron and Nori are curled together under a tartan blanket, looking at the young princess’s notebook. “Adventuring wouldn’t be that much fun on my own, though.” “I happen to believe those Autumn royals aren’t too bad for company.” Color darkens her cheeks, and she swipes a glare at me. “Nori knows a lot about plants. I would have eaten, like, twelve poisonous things already if she weren’t around.” “Well, we wouldn’t want that.” I laugh, pulling her to my side.
