Nyx's pov
I giggled as I watched Lycus struggle to braid Amara's hair. Why he had offered to help? I do not know. But I guess he wanted to build a bond with her like he had done with me. It was beautiful yet funny to watch. This big blurry man sitting on the bed hunched over trying to do Amara's hair with his brows furrowed in utter confusion.
The image will be stuck in my mind forever.
"Can't we just brush it?" He whined frowning at the tangled mess he made, "I think brushing it will be better."
"You are only saying that cause you can't braid." She giggled and stuck her tongue out at him which caused him to glare playfully at her, "I will show you how to braid."
She stood up from the floor and went towards the dressing mirror before beckoning at Lycus to come. He shot me a look that
