Arriving at Grandma Qin's study room, Cassian delivered exactly three authoritative knocks before barging in without waiting for permission—apparently manners were optional when you owned half the city. Everly trailed behind him like a lost duckling, her mind still pleasantly occupied with visions of the quadruplets having the time of their lives playing with whatever adorable creatures Cassian kept as pets. Maybe they were petting some fluffy black bear right now, or feeding meat to gentle alligator!
