Foggy Bottom Way [m] el mar

Valiria was certain she’d never run so fast in her life. The sound of shouts and snarls fueled her steps and sent her heart racing. She and Cornelius had spent days tracking down their father, and Liri, months and months. She could not lose him now. She was so close. She was finally so close.

Cornelius perhaps made note of their brother’s battle with the blonde woman, but Liri had eyes only for Germanicus and the brown. While her brother stopped and made pleas, she darted behind her father and slowed, prowling round him like a mountain cat to face the angry female at his side, her teeth bared, hackles raised. Her expression and bearing like a dare that this bitch try it.

She was a lioness made of porcelain, and only one thing could break her.

She would not lose him again.