Novella had decided it was better to tell her father sooner rather than later. Her mother knew now after all and she didn't want Novel getting blamed for keeping it a secret if her father took the news badly. Honestly she was quite worried as to how he would take it, her mother had taken it surprisingly well really when she thought about it, though perhaps it was partially down to her own shock. All she knew right now is once this was over, one way or another she was determined to rest, this worrying and stress certainly made you feel a little weary. Right now though it was keeping her awake, so unsure of what her father would think.
Though she had been tempted to go alone, Frith had insisted on accompanying her. He had wished to be there when she had told Novel and now he knew there was no keeping him away when the time came to tell Dutiron. So Novella had no choice but to give in and let him come along, she stood outside her parents den now, worried gaze glancing towards him, she was silent for now, though her expression spoke loud enough, a last chance to escape if he wished, she could fill him in later.
