A P A R N A

A peal of laughter, high-pitched and gleeful, sliced through the murmur of conversation. I peeked over the backrest of the couch, spotting Megh, a tiny acrobat in Varad's grasp, soaring through the air. My little prince shrieked, a strangled cry that morphed into delighted giggles as Varad swooped him down again.