“There is no need to make up stories because you didn’t find anything, really.” Brenton wiped the tears from his eyes.
“Uhm, sweetheart,” Vanora looked at Lazar, then at Bees knees.
“I kind of have the feeling they are telling the truth.” She looked at Brenton.
“He is a fox. We are talking about a human here.”
“I just need the breastplate of the armour, then I can show you.” Lazar sighed.
“Why now? Why after all this time would you come forward?” Brenton squinted his eyes.
“Because this wound is itching, and I’m tired of hiding it and wondering when someone is going to find out.”
“You do realize that if you are who you say you are, Millenia is going to come after you?”
“That’s why Rose and I told him to keep his mouth shut!!” Beeswax said through gritted teeth.
“Rose? What does s
