Eli stood at a safe distance from the carriage beast, taunting it with an air of fearless defiance. To anyone watching, the boy looked as though he had nothing to fear, but Ethan could sense the fluctuations of his soul and knew better. Beneath that brave front, the little brat was scared out of his mind, doing everything he could to keep it from showing.
'What a tough little brat,' Ethan thought with an inward chuckle.
"Let him come over. He really is my brother," Ethan told Lena.
Lena regarded him skeptically. With her innate ability to sense blood connections, something she had possessed since birth, she couldn't detect any familial bond between the two of them. Ethan understood her doubts, so he casually explained, "Don't look at me like that. My grandfather adopted him as his godson."
