"Don't push my face," Eliza turned away and took a step back as told.
Cinderaven perched on Elara's shoulder, keeping watch over her. "Alright, you can pick up where you left off. Where did this Joliara even come from?"
Elara rubbed her right temple; she had a slight headache. Glancing at Eliza, who looked utterly disgusted, she turned back to Cinderaven and spoke nicely, trying to reason with him. "Why don't you go play with Amy for a while?"
"Who wants to play with that i***t?" Cinderaven shot Elara a sideways look, mimicking her angry tone in a cold voice. "Am I bothering you that much?" Little Dessey had changed. "You must have forgotten the days I stayed with you in the West Sea Forest. I worried you'd be lonely and tired all the time, and I often let Austin out to keep you company
