Roxanna was pacing around and around the kitchen when the knock came. Her own exchanges with her father could definitely get heated, but to call someone nothing? She knew gods were arrogant, but there had to be a reason for it.
She opened the door and ushered him inside, smiling slightly at him. "You look worried," she said, feeling her own worry start to grow. "This way, I thought we might have coffee and talk in the music room."