Kira pov
I sighed as I sat down in bed. Today had been a long day. From the arrival of the Kuroichi delegation, the sandstorm, and fighting Green Wind, it felt like I hadn't had a moment to breathe. The sandstorm had been intense, and it had left the entire city covered in a layer of dust. The servants had been busy cleaning up the mess, and I was exhausted from helping out. At least the children were safe. They had been playing in the playroom when the storm hit, and they had managed to stay out of the way of the worst of it.
Eiro stared at me, his stoic face showing cracks of concern. He had to be tired from fighting that man earlier.
"Are you okay, dear?" I asked, my heart fluttering. He had taken care of everything. He was always there to protect me and our family. Even though I had the strength to defend myself, I rarely had to use it. Today was one of those days.
He knelt down and grabbed my hand. "I should be the one asking you that."
