Theo stared at Lucienne for a moment before shrugging.
''Sure,'' he replied. ''We've got plenty of room.''
''Thank you,'' she said, smiling sweetly beneath her veil.
With that, she walked further into the camp.
There were several empty chairs scattered around the table.
Yet after briefly looking around, she walked directly towards the empty chair beside Theo and sat down.
Owen's eyebrows immediately rose as his eyes darted between the two.
A low whistle escaped his mouth only a moment later.
''Dangerous,'' he muttered, glancing at Iris.
Just then, Lucienne turned towards him, tilting her head slightly.
''What did you say?'' she asked.
Before Owen could even say a word, a small plant rose out of the ground beneath him.
It wrapped around his feet and instantly tightened in place.
''Ugh!'' he grunted, nearly falling over.
As he glanced up again, he found Lyra staring at him angrily.
''I said nothing,'' he immediately said, maintaining a straight face.
