7

As dinner concluded, Cassy led me back to her room, a sense of excitement in her steps. She handed me a phone and a tablet with a flourish. "I've already put my numbers and email in these for you," she explained, her eyes bright.

I hesitated, looking at the devices. "I really don't have any experience with these," I admitted, feeling slightly out of depth.

Cassy's solution was quick and practical. "Just ask Kyran or Knox for help. They're wizards with this stuff."

Curious, I asked, "Why not Kael?"

Her response was a sad smile. "You'll soon notice that Kael... well, he has his moments. He's not intentionally harsh, but the weight of his responsibilities sometimes gets to him, and he might come off a bit sharp."

Noticing my concern, she hurried to explain, "Oh, he's not abusive or anything drastic like that. He just becomes distant and a bit sharp with his words. He's still learning to juggle everything life throws at him, being heir apparent and all."

We returned to the living r