Pisha, together with Jikka, Tazzen, Gossoni, Lakha and Saddath, followed King Raithen into the family room. The fair-skinned woman in her magenta gown gasped upon seeing the mess in the room.
“Do you see what she’s done while you were out, my liege?” Pisha dramatically fussed over her son Filzon, whose robe was sullied by food and drinks.
“Our children are not supposed to be here!” Gossoni scolded Morielle.
King Raithen turned to face his wives. “Who told Morielle to gather them here then? I’m sure it did not occur to her to have lunch together with your little troublemakers, did it?” He glanced at his youngest wife, who was holding Merya in her arms.
The female general put down the child, and the youngest child went to dash to Saddath’s arms. The latter cooed her daughter and wiped th
