"You're right. I'm too young to think that I'm ruined for life." The princess got up and took the Wren's hand. "Let's go home, Wren. Instead of dancing, let's just have tea in the garden."
The Wren pulled on the princess's hand, enough for her to disorient the princess and carry her like a bride. In a warmer tone, the Wren said, "You can dance in the garden instead. I'll take you there now."
With a chuckle, the princess held onto the assassin's neck. "Don't forget to get someone to sing or play an instrument for me. Let's have a feast to commemorate our meeting for the very first time."
"I will."
…
Cars passed by the main doors of the homeless shelter. One of them then swung open as Wren pulled on it. They just finished checking the people's records. It didn't seem that Elijah had gone there. Neither did they get a positive answer when they asked around the others they met on the streets. Of course, Keagan was handing out food so the homeless would speak to her.
