Zephyr and Nicholas walked out together, resuming their bickering, each trying to prove who had been tougher earlier.

Persephone chuckled and walked up to them, hooking an arm around each.

"We let off some steam on your behalf just now." Zephyr ruffled her hair. "Feeling a bit better now?"

"Sephy, your Grandpa Nicholas' still got the moves!" Nicholas laughed. "But your taste, oh dear. You spent four years in university with that fella... Such a wimp, can't take a beating!"

"Nicholas!" Zephyr pursed his lips. "If you can't speak nicely, then keep quiet. Sephy's feeling upset."

Nicholas glared at him. "What's there to be upset about? Didn't we just thrash that kid?"

"You called him a wimp, implying Sephy can't choose right!"

never could. Why

"You..."

was amused

stop arguing? I've let go of Samuel already. Honestly, this fight was unnecessary for

speaking. They knew Persephone might appear easygoing, but she was actually sensitive and deeply committed to her relationships. She

for a broken heart was to embark

this weekend. Toph and Arya's

to socialize! You can't just pick anyone. You must find

he finished, Zephyr slapped him on the shoulder

been born into privilege, she didn't desire a

family's benefit, that would be impossible for

"Grandpa Zephyr, Grandpa Nicholas, I want... to go away for

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