Lux didn't say much about his brother, just that he began acting less concerned about the world after the death of his mother.
He didn't tell me who the 'she' they spoke about was. And when I tried to ask what that meant, he found ways to skid around my questions without making it seem like he was doing that.
“We are going for dinner,” he stared out the window, with his back to me, focusing solely on the outside world. “I would have left you in here, but I can't. Fruda has already set her eyes on you. Should I not take you with me, it will arouse her suspicions.” He sighed, sounding like he wished to leave me behind.
“So? Am I meant to keep my face down without saying a word until I'm spoken to?”
He looked a bit uncomfortable. “... it's more than doing that. You will have to kneel u
