As always, names are appreciated.

They followed Isle to her house with Helmer eyeing Joel and Cassie the entire time. He thought they were acting suspicious.

‘Did they actually know me when I was young?’

‘How did they know my parents?’

‘Am I really going to meet Jo Shanks?’

He had so many questions circling in his head, he almost didn’t notice when someone said, “We’re here.”

“Hmm?” He said.

“We’re here,” Isle repeated. “This is my home.”

“It’s nice, Isle,” Cassie said.

“Thank you! Do you want to come in?” Isle asked.

“That would be nice,” Joel said. Isle led them into her house. They followed her into the kitchen and she motioned for them to sit down in the chairs. They obliged, Joel, sitting next to Cassie, who was sitting next to Isle, who was sitting by the dark grey Helmer.

Amber Hewson walked through the door and seeing people at her table, looked confused, but regained herself seeing her daughter there with them.

“Are these your friends, Isle?” Amber asked.

“Yeah, mum.”

At that moment Jo Shanks, the legendary archer came downstairs.