“Wait - are you telling me the palace has locked itself to him?” I asked, my mood lifting at the thought of that. “In part,” she replied. “For now.” A smirk lifted my lips at that little nugget of truth, and I filed it away as I wondered whether there might be some way for us to make use of that against him. The palace had clearly been spelled to keep it protected from usurpers and as I was certain that Darcy hadn’t had any issues like that while living here, I had to hope that there was something at work here specifically targeted against my father.
