"Aria, first thing tomorrow, find the best healer among the Hawk clan to examine the dragonkin woman. We need to know how severe her condition is." Ryker turned his eyes to Cora. "Cora, you're in charge of setting up their living arrangements. Make sure the wooden cabin is well-prepared and their immediate needs are covered."
Both women nodded, taking their respective assignments. But as Ryker walked away toward the cellar to inspect the armory stock, the atmosphere between his two wives subtly shifted.
Aria crossed her arms over her chest, her golden-brown wings flaring with tension. She walked side-by-side with Cora down the grand hallway toward their quarters. The usual calm in her eyes had given way to an anxious, bitter jealousy she couldn't quite hide.
"Cora..." Aria murmured, bri
