Inside the tree. 

     "We'll have to think about better plots."

    Ayla advised as they sat under the shade of a tree, on a wooden bench, which was few metres away from the house. That was the new form of their home in the tree. 

    Vulcan was seated in the middle of the two ladies. That was the only way to ensure a sane conversation amongst them. Else they would lose the time to irrelevant strays and unnecessary arguments. 

     "But we succeeded with the one we already have. Two out of three isn't bad. Is it?"

    Prium shot at Ayla. Vulcan didn't know who to look at at that moment. He...