The Princes of Ravenwood
I know he was being playful because, again, like Uncle Apollo, he’s a total mush when it comes to kids.
“Well, duh,” Saki rolled her eyes and held up her little mitten-covered hands, trying to form fists.
“I’d put our cousin down. Saki looks like she means business,” Reese laughed as she approached us. Clay dropped me and held his hands up in surrender.
“Please, mercy Princess Saki,” he pretended to beg. “In the spirit of Christmas. You are forgiven,” Saki scoffed, lowering her fists before running to tackle Reese at her legs.
“Reese!” she squealed. “Hey, kiddo,” Reese chuckled, scooping her up into her arms. “I think you could have taken my brother easily,” she smiled. “Mhm,” Saki nodded. “