Firstborn Bogwarg

The men swiveled their heads towards the sound. 

Mira was standing at the entryway, her eyes half-asleep. 

Erick jumped up.  "You're awake!"  He grinned and reached his hand out.  "Come, have a seat Darling.  Are you hungry?  I'll bring your dinner to you.  You haven't eaten anything all day long."

He quickly made his way to her side and escorted her to the loveseat that he had just vacated.

"Sit and relax."  He leaned over her smiling and tugged the ends of her hair.  "I made you some barbecue from the grill this afternoon and I saved you some best pieces!  I'll be right back." 

He ran off to cater to the Queen.

Daran smiled.  Erick was back in his goofball mode. 

Everyone knew that because events had turned so tragic for Mira and Zander, Erick had turned into a clown just to keep her spirits from being crushed by the magnitude of Zander's devastated physical condition.