Ismael and Kael's Journey
"What has my sister been up to while I've been away?" Ismael questioned while fluttering his brows
The corners of his lips twitched compulsively as he looked at his sister. Since Herena was the only person who could add nostalgic warmth of emotions to his life, Ismael couldn't help but always look softly toward her. He believed this and would continue to believe this.
"I'm learning to embroider, and with Harlene's assistance, I've been learning how to garden, but more than anything, I'm covertly studying how to use a sword. Leaning closer to his brother, Herena said, whispering the final sentence.
Ismael's eyes briefly widened before he shook his head and laughed.
"You really are obstinate, my little princess, I guess. Although I wouldn't worry about it, your delicate hands might develop calluses."