"Don't worry, Sister-in-law. Great-Grandfather didn't blame our Aiden."
"Once Aiden recovers the rest of the supplies, that's when we'll truly distribute things according to merit."
"But speaking of which, Flynn ran into some serious trouble this time, didn't he? I heard he took sixty elites out, so how come only twenty-something came back?"
'Arcadia White had no doubt about Lincoln White's favoritism. After all, Anselm Hughes was the man he'd chosen for her; otherwise, he never would have let her marry him in the first place.'
Chuck Willow's smile faltered.
"Accidents are bound to happen when you're out gaining experience. As long as Flynn comes back safe and sound, everything else..."
She smiled, her meaning left unspoken but clear.
"Alright, it's been cleaned inside. We're leaving."
"Sister-in-law, we'll need you to look after things at home for a bit. Thank you in advance."
Anselm Hughes said.
"No problem. There's no need to be so formal, brother-in-law."
