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Maggie hums, looking over Caelums shoulder. Once on the duck, she sat next to him, leaning over to look at the map. [color=7ea7d8]“Well…it looks like we are going North.”[/color] She hums, tilting her head to get a better read before she looks up to Caelum.

[color=7ea7d8]“It’s North, right?”[/color] She asks, raising a brow. Everyone seemed calmer now that they were in the air and away from the grief of their queens death, the emotions bleeding out