Khar had not moved.
He sat rigidly focused on the screen, eyes narrowed in absolute concentration.
When a beloved character appeared, he leaned forward.
“That one is clearly plotting betrayal.”
“He isn’t.”
“He has betrayal eyes.”
“That is not a real thing.”
“It is now.”
By the end of the first episode, Khar was visibly agitated.
“That incompetent ruler should have executed his rivals immediately.”
“That would end the story.”
“It would improve efficiency.”
When the episode ended, the screen automatically returned to Lily’s file menu.
Silence.
Then—
“Lily.”
She bit back a smile. “Yes?”
“It is deeply unfortunate that you possess only two episodes of this program.”
Her grin widened.
“Told you.”
Khar glanced at her, looking like the admission physically pained him.
“This is difficult for me to say, but I may have judged human entertainment prematurely.”
Lily snorted.
“May have?”
He ignored her.
“You will now explain everything that happens after this point.” He gestured sharply at the frozen screen. “Beginning with the dragon-beasts.”
Lily burst into laughter.
“Well,” she said, settling deeper against him, “this is going to take a while.”
* * *
As the end of their sabbatical crept closer, Lily wanted it to stretch on forever. She feared that once they fell back into work, the perfect bubble they had built would crack.
