It had been hours since Kael left the Haven for some errands, leaving Freya and Rhea alone in the dimly lit living room, the television's glow casting flickering shadows across their faces.
Freya lounged on the couch, her cyan t-shirt and navy pants rumpled, her platinum-cyan hair spilling over her shoulders.
She yawned, her blue eyes half-lidded with boredom, her sapphire necklace glinting faintly.
Rhea, in her white tank top and black pants, sat cross-legged, her crimson hair bouncing as she leaned toward the screen, engrossed in a colorful cartoon where a spunky hero dodged exploding pies.
thud! thud! thud!
The Haven's quiet hum was shattered by a sudden outburst from Tila's room.
