King hogan and his queen, Cilia walked into the halls sporting smiles to ease whatever worries the urgency of his mood had created in the mind of their disturbed daughter. They couldn't afford to ruin what little happiness she found whenever she did. It would almost be wicked on their part to do that.
They walked towards her with their gazes still locked on her beautiful smile, careful not to let their faces betray the gloominess that their conversation out side the hall had possessed. She needed to be happy while they remained strong for her and protect her from whatever was coming.
Hogan held out his hand and took his wife's own as he helped her onto the platform. Her seat had been empty for most of tonight and Hogan was a little bit pleased that he'd get to see her take her seat wit
