Chapter 48. To Spain

KAMIL

January 5th, xxxy

Precious is lying on the bed on his stomach, bedcover over his naked ass, engrossed in the tv. His mouth hangs open, distracted but when the watermelon Kamil feeds him sinks in his tongue, he chews.

They're having an early lunch because for the better part of the day, Kamil will be extremely busy revamping their security. The emergence of snow means the Winter Forest will be wilder than usual. Precaution needs to be taken against the wolves, birds and the children's tendency to stray farther from the path.

There's a knock on the door. Kamil doesn't hear it at first until there's a second. He waits, reluctant to untangle his fingers from Precious' hair, to disentangle his body from beneath Precious.

The third time, it is a hard knock that has him hissing and walking away to answer it. He opens the door. Elder Evatri hand is raised to knock again, his famous deep scowl creased on his face.

His skin itches at the slow perusal