Aerion
I had not expected to see Arya with a little boy who I thought was her son in tow as she came into the office in the afternoon. When she saw me, she did not smile, her face hardened, something I was not used to.
I could feel Drakos stirring in my mind, his discontented growl echoing my own frustration.
It’s not right, Drakos grumbled. She is still giving us the cold shoulder because of the ball. Just look at her, she has been so closed off, like we are strangers.Is that thing even necessary?
"Aerion, I… wasn’t expecting you." She said, when I got closer to them as she looked between me and the boy beside her who looked up at me, with his big innocent eyes.
"I wasn’t expecting to find you here with company," I replied.
"And who’s this?" I asked as I crouched slightly to meet th
