“I’ll help you explain it to the children if you don’t feel like playing.”

Caught in the crowd, Rosalie looked at Byron, who seemed to be trying to adapt. She asked with concern.

Byron looked at the kids gently and said, “It’s alright. They like it.”

Then, he looked at Rosalie. “Remember to hold my arm if you’re afraid later.”

Rosalie was startled when he teased her, and she felt complicated emotions rising, making her lower her head to hide it.

Over the years, she had taken Lucian and Nox