Chapter: Special-Part Three

In the mystical mage castle of Cynffon Mwnci, where the walls echoed with gossip, mages huddled together like penguins in a blizzard, sharing drinks and laughter. The atmosphere was so lively, even the stone gargoyles cracked a smile.

Tucked away at the back, a golden birdcage large enough to be a penthouse suite for pigeons, nearly scraping the domed ceiling, served as the resting spot for Sky, the red kite bird. Sky, who usually soared the skies with its mage, Neifion Dacus, decided to play hooky and lounge with the other feathered messengers.

As Sky flirted with an idea of snooze-land, a soft voice pirouetted through the air, calling out its name. peeling one eye open, Sky saw Madlen, the bird keeper, who had the intense stare of someone who`d just accidentally shrunk their favourite robe.

“Madlen, what`s up? You look more flustered than a cat in a room full of rocking chairs,” Sky quipped.