The silence that slammed down on the Endless Tower after those words was too much..
It wasn't just quiet… the room suddenly felt like all the air had been sucked out of it.
Even the popping embers of the campfire seemed to freeze in place.
For three ticking seconds, neither Klaus nor Mirela took a breath then, a wave of pure heat flooded Klaus's face.
His jaw locked completely tight. His glowing silver eyes widened as his brain violently struggled to process what his six-year-old daughter had just said out loud.
Across the mattress, Mirela dropped the fur blanket she was holding.
THWUMP!
It hit the stone floor with a dull sound as her entire face, her neck, and the exposed skin of her collarbone instantly turned dark red.
Her pointed goat ears shot straight up toward the ceiling before snapping down, pinning themselves completely flat against her dark hair in embarrassment.
