Chapter 212: Family gathering (1)
"You must smile, Tyrion. Today will be a good day since we are seeing our family and friends. Why doesn’t this excite you in any way? Is it because you will see my father?" Penelope asked.
Penelope was happy when she received an invitation from her mother to visit the estate and happier when she heard that many of her friends would be attending.
Tyrion, on the other hand, seemed to be in a sour mood.
"I am thrilled. This is my happy face," Tyrion replied.
"Is it? Does that mean I have been so in love with you that I failed to notice how awful your happy face is?" Penelope wondered, squinting her eyes.
"No, because that would mean you have fallen out of love with me now. I am happy to see our family, but other things linger in my mind," Tyrion said.
"Does it have something to do with your doing a tour of the knights’ quarters yesterday, or your trying to hide that there are burns on your hand? I notice things, Tyrion. Is it something I should know?" Penelope asked, curious who he had captive.
"I don’t think your father would be pleased if I shared it with you. Do you want me to tell you now?" Tyrion asked, willing to share.
Penelope should know where her cousin laid now.
"No," Penelope replied, shaking her head. "If it troubles you even now, then it will trouble me. I don’t want it to affect my time with my family, so tell me when we return home. You must remember to tell me."
"I will," Tyrion promised.