C142 FOUR YEARS, STILL YOU
FIRA’S POV
The Kings went out of the room. Dad and Eira kissed my forehead before they left. The awkward between me and Pyro was in the atmosphere. He was humming like a bird while stroking Ember’s hair. Imagine how brave he was, how handsome and cold he was and yet he could sing a lullaby just to make Ember slept. He was effective, and a few minutes later, she fell asleep