Zaeryn's footsteps faded into the house.
Neither woman spoke for a long moment.
Kayla stood perfectly still. Her posture hadn't changed, but something about her was different now. The coldness and sharp mockery from earlier were gone. What was left was focused. Serious.
"What do you want, Princess?" Kayla asked. Her voice had none of the theatrical edge from before Zaeryn was here, and when she looked at Viora, there was no friendliness in her eyes at all.
Viora turned to face her. Her expression gave nothing away. "I would think that was obvious."
"Humor me."
Viora tilted her head slightly, studying the other woman. She could feel the hostility coming off Kayla in waves. The friendly act was completely gone. It was surprising. Viora didn't know why Kayla would already dislike her when they had just met. "I came to see my brother."
