I was confused as to why the children couldn't just call me Cora, but I stashed that question away for another time.
Derick walked us through a corridor with exquisite carving and paintings along the walls.
I suspected I'd need a few weeks to fully explore this building just to see everything.
"It smells to clean," Clara complained, as she tucked herself under her tail, "I miss the smell of the forest."
"Is there a forest close to the city?" I asked, as several guards bowed to us by a set of oak doors.
"Yes, to the west, why?" Derick asked me.
"No reason." I lied. Clara's unease was sinking into my body, there was a restless about us, "I just... It's nothing." I smiled, and looked at Derick's family, who were watching me.
Derick touched my cheek, "When I have some time tomorrow, I'l
