The rooms were small, but clean and comfortable, each with a small window that overlooked the bustling alley below. Ostensibly, the room arrangements were Adrien, Kieran, and Merwyn in one room, herself and Stella in another, and a third for the guards that traveled with them.
But she knew pretty well that Merwyn would just worm his way into her room anyway, regardless of what the prince tried to do, or what was decent.
It wouldn't do any good to draw attention to it or protest, though. At most it would upset him. And then he'd do it anyway. And he might make a bigger commotion about it, too. So, for now, all she could do was accept it and try to mitigate it.
It was just for a few days. Maybe. Or maybe it would be longer.
Adrien and Kieran's door clicked shut, and she was left standing in the hallway with Stella and Merwyn, the fae humming that strange, discordant tune and bouncing on the balls of his feet, a restless, coiled energy radiating from him.
