Talia's POV

“The little girl looked a lot like you.” I said to Ken.

“She came with a little girl?” He asked, frowning a little.

“Yeah. She looked quite little, most likely under a year. But a very beautiful, witty girl.” I said, admiring the girl and replaying it in my head.

“Let's leave that for now.”If Ken was trying to sound like he didn't care, he failed at it. If anything, he looked a little fidgety. “How about I go get something for us to eat and ask about who it was from the maids?”

“Alright.” I said. “Why are they so few though?” I asked him. I noticed...