Many Concerned

Cyrus continued conversing with guests as Kaelie spoke with her family. He could not help but still glance at her. Anxious by her bad mood.

“I’m waiting for Kaelie to beat the she devil to a pulp.” Gid told Cyrus placing a tart into his mouth, in between people coming to greet the king.

“That won’t happen.” Cyrus said flatly, nodding to guests as they walked by.

“Why not?” Gid asked with a quizzic