Ysmeine remained outside for another minute before the practical demands of the situation began reclaiming her attention. There were arrangements to confirm, messages to send, and questions that only Athea could answer before Zaeryn left for the Capital.
"I need to speak with Athea," she said, looking down at him. "Please do not sit here imagining the worst until I return."
Zaeryn gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I won't."
Another lie. How could he not overthink and imagine the worst in this situation? Even with his overpowered system, the truth was that he was nowhere near the most powerful people here, who if they decided to, could end him, so he was right to overthink.
Leaning in for a kiss, Ysmeine rested one hand briefly against his shoulder before turning toward the house.
Ravena followed her inside, taking her drink with her, while Zaeryn remained seated beside the pool.
