“Are you sure about this?” Bes asked Frieda with a frown.

“It’s only right, isn’t it?” she shrugged. “It wouldn’t be fair to disregard her own endings.”

“So, you want to go into Aiyanna of Four on your own.”

She winced. “I was kind of hoping you would come with me.”

Bes sighed before agreeing. “I’m telling the others, lest you cause any of them to have a heart attack too.”

“I’m not that bad!”

They set out at midday, deciding that it was a nice enough day to walk than fly.

Bes was almost surprised at how determined Frieda was in her stride. The youngest of the Joy siblings was considered the most distracted, often underestimated due her youth. He almost smirked at the thought.

None of Elswyth had the true perception of the Joy family. Bliss, Ellery and Leta were known as cowards. Daylan for being too kind for his own good. Thalia was seen as naïve. Bes and Caw were known as fierce defenders of their family alone. Frieda was thought to have her head in the clouds.

Even back before the change, no one had known the origin or the true nature of the Joy family. And they would keep it that way.

Frieda strayed away from the northern entrance of Aiyanna of Four. It was most commonly used entrance by the people of Elswyth, and the one they were told to use if they had to flee.

There was a hidden route, not far beside it. The bushes looked too thick to walk through but it wasn’t what it appeared, the only illusion she had seen in Aiyanna of Four even if she could have sworn it wasn’t always one.

“I desire to talk to the Guardian.” She said aloud, her voice lost among the trees.

It didn’t take long to gain an answer, the leaves quivering as the guardian appeared before them.

“What do you want, children of Daylan?”

“I wanted to invite you to the Festival of Remembrance.” Frieda’s confidence was only bolstered by having her brother at her side.

“I had almost forgotten that you still celebrate by Eindride.” The guardian said, a soft smile growing on her face. “It has been a long time since one such as I was invited to join in such a time. Perhaps this will be most fortunate for our peoples. I will come to your dwelling on the first day of mourning, I know the old rites.”