“Alright, father, but you need to stop shutting me out. I know I did it first. I'm sorry about that, it wasn't fair to you, I was scared, and I didn't want to disappoint you. I handled it badly.” I go to take a drink, but my glass is empty. Lycur motions to one of the waiters to refill my glass. I go to take it, but he pushes my hand aside, grabbing it and scenting it carefully, before taking a sip. He keeps his eye on me as he does, his expression annoyed. I had totally forgotten that I promised to let him test my food and wine still, my distraction could have cost me.
Once he deems it safe, he holds it out for me to take. I give him a subtle shrug in apology and murmur, “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, your safety is my priority, Saoirse. Remember that.” Lycur lifts Lyva onto his lap, sh
