HE WAS FINE

"So, you went out on a date and you captured the people from the west?" Zander pinned his sister down with his intense look, as if saying; what the hell were you doing with that barbaric king?

Zaya huffed, she put her hands on her hips to match his energy. "I was being polite, okay."

"You don't need to be polite."

"A 'thank you' will be nice, since I captured them for you."

"King Rowan did it, I will give him a bouquet of flowers to express my gratitude."

Pyro closed his eyes, he was so done with their bickering. It had gone for long enough. "Excuse me," Pyro cleared his throat. "Can we focus on the matter at hand now?"

"Do you want a marriage alliance with him?" Zander took off his golden mask and looked at his little sister, who glared at him defiantly.