"This is accurate, for both sides."
Hira took a sip of her drink, her eyes on Saya.
Saya looked at her blankly, did she see them last night? She did, certainly did.
"Lady Saya, I don't think there could be a tie tighter than this." An old man with a red beard said.
All eyes moved on the laughing Hira, she expected this.
"Have you agreed Hira? She is your niece." Another elder pointed out.
"Of course, I Do!"
Rohan passed by Ryan in a flash of light, he was as red as beetroot. He disliked it.
"Rohan!" Saya ran after her son.
She went to their chamber, knocking on the door that slammed back on her face. Her heart was thumping, about to tear her chest and run away from there.
Grabbing the handle she clenched it, no, it was locked! How could she forget her son for a moment? His feelings mattered more than her life, but saving his life was also her priority.
"Rohan, please open the door."
