---AVALON POV---
I raise my face from his shirt, sniffling back the damned tears that once again have betrayed me in a weak moment.
"You'll help me kill them?"
He nods. "Yes." "Thank you," I say softly.
I push up on my toes and kiss him lightly on the mouth.
The maid speaks up behind us in a small voice, standing at the sliding glass door, "Breakfast is ready."
She looks at us through dark and beady curious eyes, surely having heard the commotion while she was inside.
"Marta makes the best scrambled eggs," Reager says with a gleaming smile, as though nothing had happened. "Cooks them in bacon grease." He puts all of his fingers against the center of his lips and kisses them. "I love Meth food.Your kingdom cooks beautifully well".
He follows behind Marta. "Though I understand scrambled eggs cooked in bacon thing?" he asks looking back at us as we follow in behind him. Ares shrugs.
