Khell'ar knelt at the corner of the bath, mostly out of sight. "I'm washing your hair and your body, then I will feed you and put you back into the bed. No more games downstairs." Which was not the same as no games at all. "Is this going to be one?" I asked, twisting my head. He grasped my jaw in his hand and turned my face away from him again. "No. You need breaks, little one, or you will stress your body and your mind."
