Kalysto grunted as Seferia left. “Training has nothing to do with… with names and titles for children.” She sighed. “Bye, though. Take care. Try not to get stabbed.” She finished making her tea, and glanced at the children around the kitchen. “I need to get you two ready for bed. Bath-time. Go in there. I’ll start it in a moment.”
Rhyderi stopped in the doorway, glancing back at Desiree, his expression rather hopeless. “As much as I would like to replace my worn battle-axe, I can’t afford to buy a different one right now. I am going to be behind on next month’s rent.”