Chapter 34: Answer My Questions
The afternoon had settled over the storm clan, and the sky, now clear after last night's rain, let golden light stream through the windows of Lira's room.
A cool breeze stirred the linen curtains, carrying the scent of damp earth that clashed with the room's aroma of ink and paper.
Lira sat at a wooden desk, surrounded by stacks of documents: fighter lists, arena schedules, resource reports.
Her pen scratched the paper with a steady Scratch scratch!, signing one permit after another.
'This never ends...' she thought, a dull ache creeping into her neck. 'And I still haven't dealt with Rian...'
BAM!
The door to her room flew open, papers fluttering on her desk.
Lira's head snapped up, eyes narrowing with a flash of anger.
'Who the hell...?' she thought, but seeing the figure in the doorway, her expression shifted to resigned tension.
'Kain,' she thought, clenching her fist until her knuckles whitened.
Kain Cole, in an immaculate black tunic with blue trim and that crooked smile that never meant anything good, strode into Lira's room without asking.