There was much to be said about oil and carpet, and yet the only words Saga could come up with were muttered under her breath and definitely not anything that should have been said in the presence of small children and the elderly.

It had taken more scrubbing and soaking than she would have liked to admit, but at least it looked much improved, and she could honestly say that people wouldn't walk in, stop, stare, and point at any dark blotches on the floor.

The sounds of shuffling alerted her to the newest addition to the household and, frowning, she pushed herself to her feet and gave him her best stern expression.

"Are you sure you're up to moving about yet? You don't look fully recovered."