Elena went downstairs.
Ares had probably left again, leaving only Caelir and Talieran.
Caelir sat on the sofa, seemingly handling business on his lightscreen.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up and gazed at Elena tenderly.
"Elena, feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Caelir said while walking over, reaching out to pull Elena into his arms. "Dinner's ready, let me carry you over."
He'd rushed over the moment he heard Elena was back from the Tower.
Talieran pulled Elena out of Caelir's arms. "You've been working hard outside, I'll carry Elena over."
He bent down and scooped Elena into his arms.
Caelir completely ignored his words, only looking at Elena.
Talieran tried to go around him, but kept getting blocked.
"Caelir, I'm Elena's husband!"
"But as Elena's husban
