Chapter 30 Thorns And Roses

• Elara
• The table fell silent in the wake of Grace’s outburst, Zoe’s hand still hovering halfway to the cheese dish. Already, both girls’ lower lips were trembling, their big eyes shimmering with unshed tears after being yelled at.
• I glanced at Alaric, hoping for some kind of a hint of reassurance or support, but his shoulders had sunk slightly, his usual weariness etched into every line of his face. He looked like he was too tired and downtrodden to even bother saying anything to his mother