Chapter Two
Cara shook her head when she heard Trelon’s loud groan followed by the click of the door. It must be pretty bad – again. Her lips quirked as she pulled the door open. Leaning against it, she grinned at Trisha, Kelan, and Bálint. Kelan’s eyes narrowed and he looked cautiously over her head into the living room.
“Hi Cara, where is Trelon?” Kelan asked, in a hesitant voice.
“He’s in my workroom with the girls,” Cara replied with a huge grin. “I see Bálint’s hair is almost grown out again.”
Trisha chuckled. “Yes, I think he learned his lesson,” she said. Her eyes widened when she heard a long, loud stream of curses from the other room. “It sounds like Trelon needs help, Kelan.”
“Doesn’t he always?” Kelan muttered under his breath as he held Bálint out to Trisha. “It might be s
