Cornelia was first to leave the table. She grabbed an apple and went to her room with, "Let me know when warriors are here so I can head out."
On instinct, James was about to stand up and head after her, but then he stopped halfway. Why would he go after Cornelia? What would he say? Reluctantly, James returned to sit in his chair.
James didn't get it. He met many beauties, but none made him irrational. It was not like him. He rubbed his forehead with force while trying to understand what was going on. He was restless while Cornelia was there, and now that she was gone, it was worse. Or better. He was not sure.
"James, can we have a word?", Petra called.
James glanced to see that Damon was still busy feeding Talia before responding to Petra, "Sure", and then he followed Petra into the garden.
"What are you doing?", Petra asked.
James had a feeling that Petra was poking her nose in his non-existent relationship with Cornelia. "What do you mean?"
