The departure of the royals made everyone breathe easier. Sienna returned to the house, exhaustion etched into her features. She planned to get some sleep on the couch, and relax her mind. But when she closed her eyes, people poured into the room, filling it to the maximum.
Soren, still bruised from the beating, grinned through the pain. He squeezed himself onto the couch and lifted her feet, placing them on his lap. "Sis, thank you."
Sienna opened her eyes. Aunt Linera clapped her hands and the others followed. The younger children danced around the couch, chanting her name.
"Are you okay? Do I need to find you an expert that works on mental health? Tell me what you need and I will get it for you. Is it ice cream? Is it a full day of sleep? What do you want?" She asked him.
He laughed. "You have done more than enough."
