The harbour is back in function. Hence, we need to wait our turn to get in. Even if Alexander is cursing under his breath, I'm happy about this.
It means that Polis is flourishing again.
There's less work for me. I just have to check if the reports sent in the last couple of years are exact, and I'll be free to go back to Kyre.
«You didn't have to follow me,» I point out.
Alexander looks at me with his most suffering expression, almost agreeing. But then, he realises that it would have meant a few months without touching his wife, taking care of the children alone...
«It's my duty,» he comments, now proud. «I can't leave my wife alone.»
«Don't you trust me?» I tease him.
He pouts and looks at the harbour with longing. If he didn't have a green face, I would think he's being nostalgic.
As soon as his feet touch the ground, he returns to his usual, indestructible self.
«Where do we stay?» I inquire. «The place from last time?»
