Grandmother's help (1)

"Oww, woman! Are you trying to kill me?" Phillip asked, on the brink of getting up from Celine's lap after she slapped his aching back. She was making him more wounded than when he came inside to get her help. 

"That was for fighting with Rafael when you were to be helping the knights settle in. Dinner is late because I had to go outside and now your back is hurting you. Stay still so I can try to help you feel better. I'm tempted to slap it around," Celine said, but she returned to massaging the sore spot. 

It was what he deserved for fighting when they were to be settling in. His sore back would have him inside for a day or two and out of Annalise's way. It was a welcome blessing in Celine's eyes.

Annalise stood off to the side with Rafael, watching as her father tried to hold in his tears after her mother smacked him. He didn't want to show weakness, but he failed since he was lying on Celine's lap with his shirt off while she tended to his body.