What is wrong with him?

"That's why you chose these?" Osy turned to Mar, in question.

"You can say that, although that's not all the reasons." Mar started for the balcony, "Cyp must be tired of waiting for us outside."

"Why didn't she enter inside?" Osy, who was momentarily carried away by this kingdom and the strange things in it, temporary forgot that he brought a son here.

"No one else enters my room." He opened the curtains and flicked his hands. The door to his house opened, and it revealed Cyp who was angrily glaring into the house.

"What's wrong with you? How could you have forgotten that someone is waiting for you, here?"

"You could have conjured a chair. Why are you acting as if I were the one who asked you to stand in the sun?"

"Where?" Mar took Bin from her hand and shut the door on her face before he closes the curtain.

"Your baby is awake." He placed an eager Bin on Osy's arm.

"Why did you shut the door in your sister's face?"