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Now, one thing was knowing that they had been involved, another thing was seeing them kissing. For some reason she had imagined her father never kissed anyone, which was obviously a ridiculous idea, but what could she do?
“So sorry,” she said, before pushing the door closed as quickly as she could. “I saw nothing,” she yelled, just to be sure.
River was chuckling. “Told you.”
“How was I supposed to know?”
The door opened, her father standing there. “Naia, come in. River too. You’re always welcome here.” He pointed to the queen. “I was going to announce it later, but why not now? Me and Ursiana, we’re getting married. In six months.” He looked down, visibly flustered. “I do hope you get along.”
Naia smiled at her. “Congratulations. I’m sorry for intruding, I really didn’t mean to disturb you.”
Ursiana smiled back. “You’re always welcome.”
Naia was pretty sure that she would not be welcome for everything, but it was obviously better not to mention it. Or think about it.
Her father then asked, “Is there something wrong?”
Naia swallowed. “The mirror, has anyone tried to—”
A light shone in it right as she said it. Her father rushed to the mirror and placed his palm on it.
On the other side was a young man, disheveled. “Where’s Princess Irinaia?”
“She’s here,” Azir said. “Something wrong?”
“It broke. It broke. We’re being attacked. She warned my father.”
“Who’s attacking you?” her father asked. “From what kingdom are you—”
“I’m prince Raymond, from Wolfmark. They are these things, like bugs, but they grow, they become bigger.”
River whispered, “Fire should contain them.”
Naia approached the mirror. “I’m Irinaia. You need to burn them.”
“I’ll have to set the castle on fire?” The prince’s eyes were wide. “They’re all over. Everywhere.”
“Can I?” River asked her father, who nodded, and then approached the mirror.
“Are they round, big like this?” He put his thumb and index finger together. “And can look like a liquid when there are many of them? As if they were one big thing, like some dark oil that can climb on walls?”
“Yes,” the prince said, then added, “My father’s dead.”
Naia was a horrible person, as she didn’t feel the least sorry for the late king.
The prince trembled. “I… would you be willing to help us?”
Naiacouldhelp with her fire, but if it was just a matter of burning them, the guards in Wolfmark could do it as well. She looked at her father and River, who was looking down, deep in thought.
“We have a spell for that,” River muttered. “These things are Kisilis. They could spread all over the continent if not contained.” He closed his eyes. “The Ancient guards could get rid of them, but…”
“Offer them help,” Naia whispered.
River walked to the mirror without bothering to glamour his horns and eyes, and told the prince, “Go outside, in the open, where there’s sun. Carry a torch and fuel. Burn them. Tell everyone to burn them. I’m River, king of the White Fae, and I can help you. All I need is a guarantee that nobody will harm my soldiers. We’ll get rid of these creatures, the kisilis, and leave. That’s it. Can we go?”
The prince, who had been staring at River with wide eyes, blanched. “Fae? Yes. Help us.”
“Go,” River said. “Find a secure place. Tell everyone not to harm the incoming fae.”
