"How is Zizi's mother doing?" Cassias bluntly asked Eldemar.
His face didn't have its usual patience. Instead, it was filled with a typical kid's rebellious expression, stubbornness. Eldemar glanced at him with his face all wrinkled, unimpressed.
"You are getting more and more impolite, kid," he complained, but there was no trace of blame in his tone.
Zerra sucked in a deep breath, her thoughts wandering. Why did they seem familiar with each other? It wasn't the first time they met, or what?
The more time she spent with Eldemar, the more curious she became. This elder was quite eccentric. Despite his kind and patient appearance when faced with her, his temperament was odd.
She couldn't get used to it for a while. However… Wasn't he quite strict with Cassias lately too?
He always ordered the little boy to water his medicinal herbs and spared Zerra from doing so. She could do whatever she liked, but Cassias must wake up early and water them for him.
