"Are you uncomfortable?" Seth asked me, and I pulled my abused bottom lip from between my teeth, having been gnawing miserably on it.
My brother smiled curiously at me, and I returned a warmer one. "It's been a while since I've been in our home city. I'm nervous to see what remains of our home."
Darien and Seth had been sent by our father to Avalon City for work. Darien was to look into what progress had been made on the reconstruction of our castle—which I believed was too soon to fret over when so many of our workers were still recovering from injuries—while Seth had been tasked with informing noble families in the city that our annual ball would continue to take place in June. Their financial support would still be greatly appreciated.
For the remaining wealthy families in the kingdom who were not intimate with our royal family, my father had deployed messengers with new tickets.
