Caitria had spent hours talking to her father and the council, warning them of the threat to Atlantis and the precautions they had to take. A headache was making itself home right behind her eyes and was getting stronger by the moment.
Getting into Poseidonis had been easy. Getting out was going to be much harder. Princess Cait was easily recognizable by her subjects and her father would have more guards in the city. She grabbed a cloak and wrapped it around herself.
She headed for the tunnels that lead to Tritonis. It would take longer to get away from Atlantis, but she was less recognizable in Tritonis and could slip out of the city a lot easier.
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