75-Aracely POV
"No, he doesn't suspect a thing." I sighed, a long, drawn out sigh.
"Well, your arrival made things a bit more complicated, can't you be less extra for once in your life?" Minerve yelled at me.
This witch was getting on my nerves. She came to find me, for my help, to defeat the Kingdoms and now she complains about how I do it? I've been doing this for a lot longer than she has. So what if she found me sunbathing in close proximity to where he was earlier this afternoon? I don't bow to anyone. Let alone a dirty witch.
"Fine," I muttered. "If it'll shut you up." Excusing myself, I made my way to the den I'd taken over to sleep in. Tyson really was clueless on my whereabouts, despite the fact that I could literally see him waltzing around the garden with his new lover rig
