Thalina had somehow—miraculously—managed to convince Zeriah and Lyrix to move into the palace.
This time, it actually worked.
Thankfully… no, wait. Unfortunately?
She frowned. Was that the right word?
Because, sure, she wasn't thrilled about how everything had gone down, but she was also glad—because after that, convincing Zeriah had been a breeze.
Silver linings?
And right now, the two of them were settled under a large tree in one of the palace courtyards. Thalina was focused on making sweet jam from the fresh fruits she'd gathered for Vanora, while Zeriah helped peel them.
Well. Tried to help.
Because Vanora—that sneaky little pink menace—had been munching nonstop since last night, and if she ate any more, Thalina was convinced she'd turn into a walking fruit herself.
She did not know if she should be allowing Vanora to have this much sweet fruits.
Although it was good and helps with cultivation, wasn't she supposed to take it little by little?.
