Kiro turned to Nyra, his big, round eyes shimmering with pure excitement. "Can I go with them? Please?!"
Nyra looked down at him, her expression a clouded mask of worry. I could practically see her mind racing, calculating the risks of a Felyr boy stepping into the heart of the Human Empire's palace for the first time. The weight of centuries of tension sat between those two worlds.
I gave her a small, reassuring smile, trying to tell her without words that I would protect him. She didn't look entirely convinced, but Kiro wasn't giving up. He grabbed her hand, tugging it urgently. "Can I go? Can I?"
Nyra finally sighed and knelt before him, gently ruffling the black cat ears on his head. "Listen to me, Kiro. Make sure you don't do anything reckless or wild. Do not hurt anyone or damage anything. You meet Mirael, you play safely, and you return before the sun sets. Do you understand?"
