Osiris reached toward her and Isis threw her hands up and turned away from his attempt to offer an apology. She swept across the room, pacing past pillar after pillar. Her temper escalated if the small statue that flew off the stand she walked by was any indication.
Kirin let her breath out and set her plate on the table, all thought of familiar sweets forgotten. Never, in all her life, had she ever imagined that another being would have the bravery, let alone the power to stand against her mother single-handedly. Even her brothers sought the conspiratorial aid of siblings against her legendary wrath whenever possible.