They arrived at the Anderson's mansion, and Shikera took a deep breath in to inhale the peaceful air of the place she had as home for the past ten years, until recently. They walked into the living room, welcomed by the large portrait of Shikera's mother placed on the wall facing the entrance.
"Hi, mummy. Missed me? I did too, but it is all your husband's fault," Shikera smiled at the portrait, waving her hands cheerfully at the image. She had expected the usual laughter from her father and brother, but was surprised when everywhere was as quiet as a graveyard.
"Shikera, we have to talk," her father said.
'Now that is serious,' Shikera thought, noticing that her father called her Shikera instead of Princess.
She went to stand before him, wearing a serious expression on her face as she sat down before him.
Noah sat down too, ready to defend his sister whenever he deemed it fit.
"What are we talking about?"
Liam avoided her gaze.
