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“Alright.” Her chin tilted down, frowning.
“What’s wrong?” He handed her a napkin.
Airon wiped her mouth before speaking. “Grown-ups usually only want to see my parents. I just wish we could play.”
He chuckled. “I did have a good time. I’m sorry.” He frowned. “It’s just, well, been a long time since I saw your parents.”
Airon nodded. He stood up and looked to Isabella and Daniel.
“Why don’t we talk in the kitchen?” Daniel motioned toward the walkthrough. Alzerion followed him in.
Isabella kissed Airon on the forehead. “Enjoy your movie, sweet pea.”
As she entered the kitchen and moved closer to Daniel and Alzerion at the little white table. It was the farthest they could get from the living room.
“She really is a charming young lady,” Alzerion said as Isabella sat down.
“She’s as perfect as they get.” Quairken spoke low and quick. Isabella craned her neck to make sure Airon wasn’t watching. Satisfied, she snapped her fingers and three cups and a pitcher of water appeared before her.
“I get that feeling,” Alzerion leaned back against the chair. Isabella poured the water and handed a glass to each of them. “The king and queen will be happy to know she is doing well.” He took a sip.
Daniel swallowed some of his water. “Speaking of the king and queen, why haven’t they contacted us or sent you in so long?”
Alzerion halted.
“What?” Isabella fixed her eyes on him.
Alzerion’s gaze shifted between the two of them and the opening between the rooms. He tapped his finger against the table as he looked back.
“Alzerion,” Isabella whispered. “What aren’t you telling us?”
“Are you keeping something?” Daniel raised his brow.
Alzerion sighed. “Alright. You win.” He leaned forward. “Things have been tricky in Bachusa. I wasn’t able to come sooner. People are pushing back against the king and queen.”
Isabella placed her hands over her mouth as she listened. “How did it get so bad?”
Alzerion gestured at them. They both moved in closer.It was like they were in on some sort of conspiracy,she thought.
“Rebels,” Alzerion said.
“I’m sorry. Don’t think I heard you right.” Quairken frowned.
Alzerion was still, unnaturally so as he stared at them. “No. you heard correct. There’s a rebellion back home. The leader wants to rid the town of our king and queen.”
“Wha—”
“Power. He wants control. That’s what we are dealing with.”
“How bad is it now?” Isabella’s lips pressed together as her eyebrows shifted down.
“The king and queen are feeling at an all-time low. But they did stave off a small coup a few months ago. For now, things are…manageable.”
“What do you mean?” Daniel tilted his head. His gaze fixed on Alzerion.
Alzerion took another quick sip of his drink. He licked his lips and continued. “The rebels can’t just oust the king and queen.”
“Wait. Why not? Isn’t that how it is done?” Isabella looked to her husband and then Alzerion.
