"I do hope so." Karal looked down at his hands and spread his fingers across his knees. "I like it when Molly is happy," he said quietly, then nodded at the paperwork. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Molly's sweet," Isabel smiled. "She deserves to be happy." She schuffled the papers into a pile. "No I think I'm good. Give me two minutes to lock up and we can go."
Karal nodded his agreement, happy to sit in the silence of the library while Isabel finished.
When she was finished, he followed her out of the library and onto the rather daunting task - daunting for someone who'd worn nothing but robes or riding clothes for the past 8 years - of acquiring beach appropriate clothing.
Re: Morning
Re: Morning
Re: Morning
When she was finished, he followed her out of the library and onto the rather daunting task - daunting for someone who'd worn nothing but robes or riding clothes for the past 8 years - of acquiring beach appropriate clothing.