"Made out of metal? Like armor?" She heard of men that drowned in the rivers and moats because of the weight of their armor. It was hard to picture an actual metal bird being able to fly through the air. But as she was slowly beginning to learn, other worlds had different magic. There must be a sort in his that made it possible.

She smiled softly, glancing over at him under hooded eyes. "Is it that obvious?" It was a lot of information to take all at once. The loss of their world, the Storm, what they had to say and shouldn't say here. It was exhausting. On top of that, the journey had been miserable and she still had to choose a kingdom as her home.

"I keep hoping this is a dream, but that's not possible."