Getting permission from Li Zenith was almost too easy.
He barely questioned me, just nodded and gave the go-ahead like I'd asked to borrow a training manual instead of taking his uncle on a trip to a place that most people wouldn't even think about visiting.
Apparently, I'd earned his trust. That, or he had too much faith in Seraphina's ability to keep me in check.
"So, are you going to tell me where we're going?" Seraphina asked as we walked.
"Northern Sea Ice Palace," I said.
Seraphina stopped mid-step.
Her usually composed expression faltered—not much, just the tiniest crack in the mask she always wore. But for her, that was as good as shouting.
And I understood why.
