Shady

Pratik looked at Ky and Zander for a moment, then decided it was time for him to fuck off, too. They needed at least a few minutes of uninterrupted family ...

“Yess-“ Ky cut herself at the last moment and nodded. “We do… good night.”

Zander looked at Ky. That was entirely up to her. She looked at him for a moment, realizing that he was silently asking her. And, for once, this was a ...

Pratik returned the nod, then strode inside. What time was it? What should they do next? He didn’t know. He was usually good at guesstimating time, but it was like ...

Pratik strode ahead and held the door for them. Ky finally stepped out of Zander’s arms to stride in first, followed by him. It was nice and warm inside. It ...

Ky glanced at him, then looked back at the Keep. Was he thinking her nosy for looking? Perhaps. Oh well. She didn’t plan to go in there. What was there ...

Ky glanced at the graveyard. It was an interesting thought, having a designated place where you planned to be buried with your family. Her township had a communal burial ground ...

Ky nodded. “Yes, please!” She was glad she’d taken to wearing her pendant from Papa between her under clothes and shirt, so it was protected. But also nearby any time ...

Ky nodded and took a step towards the Keep, stepping into Zander’s arm as he held it open in an offer — he’d learned quickly it was best to let ...

Ky nodded. “Good. I’m glad to hear it.”

Ky watched him go, then looked back at Gaius and whispered, voice barely audible, “… will he be okay?”

“I would,” Ky agreed with a nod. It was nice not to need to hide anything here. Well, she supposed she had to hide Rönn. And she’d never stop trying ...

Ky nodded. That seemed like high praise indeed, for Gaius to say he trusted someone. “Nice.”

“Who’s Pamela?” Ky asked curiously.

Zander considered trying to give him a reassuring word, but what could he even say in terms of encouragement? He settled for, “thanks for keeping watch. I’m sure it wasn’t ...