“Heh… Fine, I’ll let you weasel your way out of mopping the floors this time, Kalysto!” Desiree joked to her mate. “However, next time around, you are definitely getting on your hands and knees.”
So, she kissed the elf on the ridge of her nose before walking off to get dressed in her cleaning attire.
Seres frowned at her father. At first, she just silently judged his demeanor. Once she felt that he was being genuine, she nodded to him.
“I ran off because you were yelling. I didn’t want to deal with that… I’m not a little girl any more, Father… Either way… I’ll come home soon. I just want to make certain that Rhyderi doesn’t have a concussion. You know, you should pay for his medical bills!”