Chapter 24: A Headache Cure
Jiro POV
Jiro shut the door to one of the many parlors in the house. They had at least ten. Nine now, with this one in shambles. The door muffled the smashing of silly knickknacks and stuffy furnishings.
He turned to walk down the hallway and met up with Cyran. “I take it I’m supposed to report to the training area?” Cyran asked, smelling guilty.
“Oh yes, For a very quick and dirty sparring session. Unless you’d rather clean up in there after Dane is finished.”
Cyran cocked his head, listening. “Garnet and I hate everything in that room and Mother did too. She said all our decorating taste came from her side of the family, and as usual, she was right. He can smash away. And I’ll clean up–it’ll save Sarina from having to do it.”
Jiro softened, hearing Cyran talk about his mother and sister. “I was only joking–about cleaning up, that is. Training area, ten minutes.”