<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi laughed softly, both amused at his sister’s reaction and how easily Lucian had figured out what exactly she’d been taunted with. He turned on his heel, heading for the dining room himself, to meet them there as they came up from the workroom. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">“To be fair, Lucian, i did just find out that she’d been intentionally antagonising me so i’d chastise her while she practiced keeping it steady. She’s been a horrible person to her favorite brother the past three days.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc"> he put an arm around her shoulders, squeezing her gently, as though to reassure her all was forgiven.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla sighed, sinking into the chair as the orb settled over the decorative flower vase on the table, filled with dried roses.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> “Yes well sometimes you deserved it…”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she teased.</span>