"This is absurd, Samira, you cannot be serious about not leaving," Endrick whined as soon as Samira returned with a small chicken leg in her hand. She was definitely serious about eating everything she could today.
"Do I look like I am joking?" she asked as she chewed. Endrick frowned, of all the days she chose not to be her usual calm, serious self, it just had to be today unfortunately.
"It truly is nice to eat the food you did not labour to prepare. Now I understand why you and Brea are always hungry... speaking of Brea, where did she run off to this time?" Samira looked up and down.
"You are being unfair Samira, I want to leave. I stayed throughout the ceremony, there is no reason for us to remain here," Endrick said.
"Brea better not be up to anything again," Samira ignored his words as her eyes darted around in search of her daughter.
"Samira..." he whined.
