"So, Who is the new girl? Do we have to share your bed with her?" Lyra asked as she followed me upstairs.
"No. She is a helper that Garland so graciously decided to bless me with," I said sarcastically, but it flew over Lyra's head.
"That isn't like him to do something nice," She said, and I snorted.
"That's because it isn't. That girl hates all demons, so that means you, Mary, and all your kids," I explained, and Lyra grabbed my hand, stopping me.
"You aren't going to let her hurt us, right?" Lyra asked with a worried look, and I patted her head with my free hand.
"I won't let anything ever hurt you again, I promise. You are mine now, and I always do my best to protect what is precious to me," I smiled, and Lyra sighed, but then smiled, hugging my arm.
"So, what are we going to do?"
