"I truly apologize for the inconvenience, Lady Naveer." Primrose gave her an awkward smile. "But I hope you understand that it isn't easy to make a decision based on the suggestion you've given."
Before Naveer could answer, Primrose flinched slightly when the noise from Lorelle's room echoed even through the door. It sounded like Lorelle was throwing anything she could get her hands on at Leofric, and he wasn't even bothering to dodge.
[They seem normal though,] Naveer thought to herself, staring at the closed door before her. [My parents used to quarrel like this too. Besides, what's so wrong about throwing a few things? Beasts have good healing abilities, after all.]
Primrose pressed her lips together, thinking that it was far too extreme. Sure, she knew beasts wouldn't die just because something heavy hit their heads, but that didn't mean such behavior should ever be acceptable between a couple.
