We all took our seats, and my mother began questioning the twins about how they have been since the last time she saw them. Lyanna wasn't much of a talker, so Kaela was left to entertain my mother's brash questions.
Soon the Roran entered the room, and it was as if the air itself changed in his presence. From the look on his face, I could tell that he was in a sour mood. There were a few more people standing behind him, including his wife.
"Lisa, Paul, come with me. I need to talk about something."
My mother and father looked at each other, puzzled, before getting up.
"Is everything alright?"
Roran stared at her, and a quiet coldness enveloped the room.
"We should talk somewhere else," he grumbled before walking off, forcing my mother and the others to chase behind him.
"What crawled up his ass?" Derrick asked. He didn't seem pleased at how Roran spoke to our mother.
His remark caused Lyanna to glare at him coldly.
