Archer and Embera were still chilling in the room where they had met the others. He noticed the older woman paused, tucking a strand of fire-orange hair behind her ear, then chuckled softly. ''Though I bet those little ones keep you on your toes.''
He laughed, the sound light and genuine. ''You have no idea. Freya's already trying to lead the others into mischief, and she's barely crawling.''
The Fire Elf couldn't help but smile as she responded. ''After hearing the rumors about you for years, but then meeting you has been a mind-bending experience.''
Archer let out a soft chuckle at her unexpected remark, gesturing for her to go on. ''Everyone thought you were some wicked dragon, devouring anyone who dared disagree,'' she said, smirking. ''But you're the complete opposite, and I love that.''
