The path she chose.

Wren stood up, looking a bit frightened, she inched across to her Father's side, 

“Father what’s wrong?” she asked, 

Randall glanced at Wren then he smiled, 

“Nothing big my dear,” he went to her, “what about you? You were daydreaming when Lord Jared came in, he greeted, you didn’t answer but stared at your food, what were you thinking about?” he asked,

Wren smiled,

“Nothing big, Father,” she said,

“Oh?! Using my word against me, Hmmmm. I see.” Randall said then both of them laughed, after, Randall sat back on the chair, 

“Father?” Wren called, Randall looked at her, “Why was Lord Jared here earlier?” she asked looking straight to her Father’s eye,

Randall sighed,

“Well.” He twisted the rings on his hand, “You know how our Kingdom managed to be at peace with the Nymphs.” He said, Wren nodded, Randall looked away,