"Put her inside," Zelda repeated impatiently when she saw that the newborn was still just standing there like a lost puppy.
"Shouldn't we dress her first?" he questioned.
An emotionless smile formed on her lips as she sarcastically suggested, "Maybe we can braid her hair too."
"I guess but, I don't know how to braid."
The fake smile left Zelda's lips as blatant irritation took over her features. She released a low growl as she slammed her fist against the hard wall of the cave. "I was being sarcastic, you idiot!" she angrily yelled. "We're not braiding her hair."
"Oh." Taranis' eyes fell on the hospital gown Alia was wearing. "So, I'm guessing we're not dressing her either?"
Zelda took a breath to calm her raging nerves before saying, "No, vampire."
