*Heiro’s POV*

Breakfast was a tense affair. Something had clearly happened with Eris and Kyros with the way they refused to look at one another and the rest of us were stuck trying to puzzle it out. Once Eris had finished her bleak looking breakfast, she excused herself and went back to Kyros' bed to rest as he had instructed.

"And they call me the devious one," I said more to myself than anyone.

Kyros cleared his throat. "What was ...