Jemma's head hit the table as soon as she was seated. Miserable and exhausted, she let out a dull groan. As if swallowing a murderer hadn't been bad enough, she'd been forced to endure a tense argument turned testimonial in front of the king, contend with Trixie and her insane levels of jealousy, and then spent the rest of the day frantically hunting Liron back down. Now that Liron was on his way back to Zeke's for the night, Jemma could finally relax.
"Rough day I take it?" A voice sounded above her.
Slowly, Jemma raised her head as she felt herself brimming with frustration and even despair. Sure enough, the person speaking was none other than Liron, who was supposed to be in a carriage on his way back to Zeke's. To make matters worse, he was addressing her. It seemed there would be no end to the day!
"Uh…" Was about all the response her exhausted mind could come up with. He seemed amused.
