“I still can’t believe I’m buying enemy military secrets for a plate of fish.” I paused with the last piece of smoked salmon halfway to my mouth and looked over at the undercover princess sitting next to me under the tree. That was the first thing she had said to me all night, apart from a casual “hello, Ricochet” when she had caught me trying to sneak up on her in a little harmless fun. (Note to self: never underestimate magically armed royalty while inside their enchanted forest.)