The sun was barely up when Jax unveiled his masterpiece in the courtyard.
"Behold," Jax announced, wiping grease from his forehead. "The Sidecar."
It was attached to the Iron Wyvern. It wasn't just a box with a wheel. It was a plush, leather-lined pod painted a deep, royal blue. It had suspension runes, a windscreen made of enchanted glass, and—most importantly—a cup holder.
"It's ridiculous," Primrose said, staring at it. "It looks like a baby carriage for a Warlord."
"It's magnificent," Ophelia declared. She was already wearing her leather jacket and sunglasses. She vaulted onto the bike seat. "Get in, Little Fox. We have an ocean to inspect."
Primrose climbed into the sidecar. It was surprisingly comfortable. She looked up at the palace balcony where Caspian stood watching them.
"We'll meet you there?" Primrose called out.
Caspian nodded. He tapped the blue scales on his wrist. "I will take the coastal route. The currents are fast today."
