Maximus tensed as his mother stopped just short of the group, everyone’s eyes on her and Brandy. “I have been looking for you two since this morning.” She said, folding her arms over her chest as she glared daggers at me.
“We were walking in the woods,” Maximus said as he glared at his mother in turn.
“Well, Maximus, we need to prep, your father will be arriving shortly, and you’ll be expected to greet him, so come along.” She informed him. Brandy stood behind her glaring at me but didn’t say anything.
“I will not greet him with her.” Maximus growled as his eyes shifted to Brandy.
“You will.” She replied sternly, rather annoyed.
“No.” Maximus said flatly before scooping the last of his food into his mouth and placing the container onto the ground in front of him. The tension in the
