Chapter 268

But before Emma could let out the contents of her dream which she had decided to talk about, knowing that the queen might have a better explanation to them all, a group of people walked into the room.

The elders. She thought, as she clamped her mouth shut.

There was no way she was talking about any dream, with these people here, especially the haughty woman from yesterday who was scowling at her at the moment.

Emma smirked as she watched Prescott and Leila walk into the room.

For a minute while running out of the room, she had thought that the squirrel would have thrown her across the wall like he had done to Daniel last night.

But he had not, or he could not.

She was not sure again.

The elf had said that she had outran his missiles.

Perhaps, she had outran Prescott’s too.

“I did not throw any.” She heard Prescott mutter in her mind.

“Whatever.” She replied, exchanging wry glances with them, before the former walked to seat