Ashley walked into the Palace, her heart racing in her chest. She heard the faint shrieks of the dracones guarding the gate, and she gulped, increasing her pace. She hurried towards the main entrance, when someone caught hold of her hand, making her stop.
"Where are you going, girl?"
She recognized the voice, and closed her eyes, before taking in a deep breath and turning around.
"Delyth."
"Where are you returning from?" Delyth asked, her silver eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"I had Aza--the Prince's permission," she stated.
"That does not answer my question."
Ashley pulled her hand out of Delyth's grip. "I was at the market."
"For what? I don't see you returning with any supplies."
"I wanted to get something to eat. I ate it on my way back."
"Oh is that so? The servants of this Pal
