Chapter 308: Disparity
After her conversation with Noah, Lyra wandered around the castle trying to find her cubs that had gone missing. No, it was more like they were trying to hide from her on purpose. After their Grandfather’s funeral, the two suddenly fell ill maybe due to all the stress and to counter that, she made them drink medicine concocted by the Lion tribe’s witch master. Which by the way seemed far too ’Untasty’ for those brats. They even went as far as blabbering that they would hate their mommy if she forced them to drink it again. Their father though was kind enough to translate their yapping to her word by word making the cubs angry at him.
It seemed those little midgets didn’t want their mother to understand all of their secret talking.
"Babies, where are you?" Lyra called climbing up the stairs, "Babies.....?" her words drawled out with her eyes going wide in surprise.
Lyra blinked just to make sure that she was not seeing things. In her room, on her bed, a familiar figure was seated looking completely unfamiliar.
"Victor?" She hesitatingly asked taking a step towards him, "Wha-what happened to you?"
She received no reply to her question and instead saw him acting sheepish as though he was vehemently against opening his mouth. He kept on avoiding her eyes and squirmed away the more she neared him.
Lyra saw red. She saw red in a literal sense.....maybe it was more appropriate to say that she saw it in a visual sense.
"You....." She was frowning, "Why are you like this?" His entire body was red. He looked like a cooked lobster and shied away whenever she tried to touch him. His excessive squirming made her lose her calm, "Stop!"
That made him stop. He sheepishly looked up at his mate and as soon as he met her eyes, he lowered his own. It was like he was adamant about keeping his mouth shut.