Vacations were mandatory. This event was a policy that applied to the entire Dyne castle, and the lord had decided it was time for her and the heir to take one. It would be good for them both and it would give time for them to not worry about the small things.
Choosing an island resort on a different continent would be a great getaway. Furthermore, if she didn't force her heir to relax the kid was going to blow like an overloaded capacitor.
"Is it really fine for us to just sit here on a beach and drink fruity cocktails?" Tiffaney asked her mother as the two were in wide beach chairs with a large umbrella over their heads and a small table between the two with two tall glasses of fruit juice with little parasol garnishes.
"Not only is it fine, but it's also the correct thing to do." Each Dyne had light sun dresses on with thin straps, and their sandals were resting on the soft coral sand.
