Kapitel 620: 60% too low?

"Good night!"

"Ughum!"

"I thought we could sit with Mr. Erik a little longer, but well..."

Fromund smiled bitterly as he watched Elva, Liv, and Tilda go to bed, covering themselves with their thick blankets. This time he made sure they were definitely asleep.

It was easy enough for Fromund to figure it out - he closed his eyes and focused all his senses on listening, when their breathing became even and their heartbeats became steady with no sudden spikes, Fromund nodded deeply.

Click.

He carefully closed the door and returned to the kitchen where their guest awaited him. The five of them could only manage a fraction of all the pizzas Erik had brought, and despite his high status, he was actively eating any of the variations on par with the girls.

"You know, they go to bed pretty late. Don't you think they should go to bed a little earlier while they're so young?" Erik smiled weakly slipping his hand under his coat.