Pia whistled softly. "Mother loves me a lot," she said in a honeyed voice. "She loves to indulge me and I love to be indulged. After all, I am the princess of my clan. She treats me like one."
Caleb smiled. "That you are."
Dawn pursed her lips. How she wished that Pia became quiet for the time she sat at the table and breakfast. She ate a double fried egg waiting for more innuendos from Pia but there were none. She looked up at her and found her struggling to form words with her lips. Every time she wanted to say something, some force stopped her from speaking. It was as if she had become mute. Really? Did her wish come true? Dawn had to throttle her chuckle in a cough in her fist.
Daryn's concerns were raised high. Immediately he started to pat her back. "Are you okay baby?" he asked. "You don't feel like vomiting?"
