[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: THE WORLD WE'VE MADE ~ RUELLE]
Back at Morado, Kitanna sat in front of her mirror while Nix moved the hairbrush gently down her midnight black hair.
"Really?" Kitanna turned to ask him. "Axilla doesn't know her birth parents? That's so sad."
Nix nodded, dropping the brush on the table, then using his hand to unweave the locks. "Yes, it's something already written off, but then Cortez asked me about it. I hope they are okay," the king said to his wife.
Kitanna raised her brows. "Cortez? He asked you that? Larel told me something about Cortez too," she said in a low voice.
"What is that?" Nix asked.
Kitanna turned from the mirror to face her husband, as her mind went back to the conversation she had with Larel that day.
'What was that about?' Kitanna remembered asking Larel, as she looked at her suspiciously.
