AARYN
He was at home, still confused and trying to think of other things by reading, when there was a knock on the door. Upstairs as he was, his mother would get the door, but Aaryn sat bolt upright, listening. Would it be Elreth? Or Gwyn?
And what would he say in either case?
It was a feminine voice, but he couldn't hear through the thick wood of the floor to know who. Whoever it was, his mother spent some time speaking with her before leading her upstairs.
He could hear the twin footsteps coming and turned to face the door, his mouth dropping open when Elreth's mother, Elia, knocked on his open door and peered around it. "Can I come in?"
