Nala sat listening to Canaan play the piano. She knew what was keeping Karena but why tell him as she continued to talk to him trying to "relate" how family expectations and constant disapproval plagued her just as she had seen Percey give him a hard time.
It can't be easy being her little brother... I can relate being the great niece only living family to the Castali and such a constant disappointment... they say heavy is the head that holds the crown but never consider those that have to live in their shadow and under their thumbs do they?
Glancing to him she smiled softly her words barely risking a soft tinge of her power... just enough to to try to caress his mind and turn him towards her in his interest and desire.
The news she finally received explained so much but how to approach the situation? She was glad he was here they had to sort this out and figure out how to explain it to her and in her usual way she was steeling herself against the worst case scenario as he did as he had so many times before over the centuries simply holding her
Frankly Malia... Azen... Percey and Mathias ... this is what I think of your ultimatum to join a side or else... Bring it.
Flipping them all off she walked back deeper into her house and over to Canaan as if no one else was there and planted a passionate intense kiss on his lips knowing that would spark Percey and maybe Mathias and who knows what it would do to Azen or Malia and she really didn't care. Pumping a little of her own powers into it she nipped at his lower lip as she broke the kiss. She had made her decision her freedom and now Canaan meant more than siding with either of the petty factions.