We need to take the dragon heart Faust." Hyacinth said to her familiar who was perched on her lap as a feline.lt raised its head slowly and eyed her- it had a reluctant expression so she squeezed its abdomen earning a hiss from it.
Faust hopped from her lap to the carpet grass finding solace under the metal bench she sat. Hyacinth scoffed then reclined in her seat looking around her slowly. The place had hedges with few ornamental plants.
She could see the structure of the Palace from where she sat. It was breathtaking and the sweet smell of flowers invaded her nostrils making her sigh in relaxation. She couldn't believe her anger made her oblivious to her surroundings.
Her intuition about the hunting festival became vague the more she thought about it. She had a feeling it wasn't going to be as easy as Luke put it. That king was already giving her the ick.