Zia was in the middle of jumping over a group of popular musicians playing on the central stage when Angwi tapped on her shoulder and signaled her that their free time was over. Even while pouting, she knew that exceeding the time her strict cousin gave her would cost her the entirety of tomorrow.
And it was probably a good thing that she didn't dawdle, since both her Lord Cousin and his pretty bride were already in the carriage, with the latter bundled up in a blanket, sleeping so deeply inside the Lord's embrace, being cradled like a baby.
"Oh, did you wait long?" her disappointment of having to go back in the middle of the show vanished when she looked at Val, who seemed to have been sleeping for quite some time. Along with the slight guilt was fear, as she looked at the Lord's face keenly.
Thankfully, Natha didn't seem to be angry. He was busy watching the sleeping face and patted the human's arm with a soft gaze that Zia would never be able to see if Val wasn't there.
