Lancaster.
"Can you stop with the looks already?" Meredith scowled as she sat down on one of the dining chairs. "How many times do I have to apologize?" She scowled.
"Okay, fine! I am sorry. I, Meredith Lancaster, is sorry for staying late at night. I promise never to stay this late again!!"
"Enough of that already!" Desmond gasped as he attempted stealing a piece of pie.
Before he could even successfully steal a pie, Mrs. Lancaster slapped his hand off. "Oh, mother!" He whimpered as she adjusted. "It's just a piece, mother." He mumbled.
"And also, you look weird being dramatic. And, Selene, how have you been? Last I saw you, I was still that..."
"Timid boy." Selene chuckled softly.
She did her best not to think about Tristan or the hatred she now felt towards him but then, she co
