King Elk Forest Hop skip jump, etc

His cousin’s bickering was toned out. Cenric’s attention was on the boy, who detested the answer. He (finally) released his leg, backed up, and spat at the trio before returning from where he came.

Cenric once again compared Primrose to the Déorwine children. They’d never act up in the way he had. These outsiders truly were a different breed, but he must have patience.

Our neighbors are not to be messed with. Understood? He glanced between the two. There’s already enough bad blood between us. By the way Primrose reacted, there may be more to come. A sigh escaped his lips. More cracks to fix. What would it take for the glass to shatter?

That will be all. He dismissed the two with a nod.