Vincent entered his home holding both girls. His hands grasped both of their waists, pushing them inside his lounge door to his left. He dashed across the hall, checking his kitchen for sound.
'Hmmm It's silent. Did they go out?' He thought.
He wiped his brow, feeling relief walking towards the lounge himself. Upon entering, he saw Felia sat on the single-seated chair holding his young pictures.
'Ah, my mother loved that damn magic camera and would always snap embarrassing pictures.'
She noticed his entrance smiling brightly towards him. He thought she had become more beautiful. They watched each other with affectionate eyes.
'He has become sexier!' Felia thought.
'She's so perfect…' He believed.
Narara was sitting on the couch watching the two lovebirds. Her eyes were closed as she basked in the room's atmosphere.
Her mouth formed a rare gentle smile as she saw the images of a naughty young Vincent running around playing with wooden swords. His little sister chasing him with sticky hands from her snacks. A tanned young woman entered carrying a stick then spanking both children, who had left the mess everywhere and smashed a vase.
'He was a cute little boy. Hmm?'
A woman with fiery red hair dashed into the room and grabbed Vincent. She then quickly escaped like the wind as his mother shouted. She seemed to be a young version of Violetta before she lost her arm.
'This is the first time the dark elf soothsaying ability showed me something interesting.'
Narara and her tribe could attune themselves to objects with deep memories and see a small glimpse of the past. She watched a time in his life when he was young and happy.
She turned to see the idiots chatting happily. Her lips curled into a rare smile as her eyes became like crescents. Narara couldn't help but burst into laughter as the image of the naughty Vincent aligned with his current one.
'He's not changed one bit! Hahaha!'
"Eh?"
"Ah?"
They heard a loud thud before the door opened. A beautiful tanned woman entered holding a plate with several drinks and snacks. She walked forward gracefully and placed them down on the dark brown wooden table between the two chairs.
"Welcome. I apologise for sending you away. You can see my boy is so attractive. We didn't know if you actually knew him!" Verda gave a slightly sarcastic comment with a fake smile.
Milla was behind her with a warm smile. Vincent found it strange, as she would normally dive inside and cling to him. He thought she might have finally moved on and relaxed his guard.
Felia gave a polite nod and smile towards the two women before wrapping her arm around Vincent. She blinked her eyes several times towards Milla as if to provoke her. However, to her surprise, Milla didn't react and served tea for her brother.
Unknown to both Vincent and Felia. Verda had instructed Milla how to act in order to make her brother curious about her change and feel lonely about her changes.
"I'm sorry for being rude to you yesterday! Please forgive me."
Milla actually bowed her head to Felia with her eyes closed tightly, trying to hold in the shame towards this dirty minx that is molesting her perfect brother.
"Ah no, don't worry! It's my fault for being so forceful. Please raise your head." Felia said in response she didn't like this weird attitude from her rival.
Vincent stopped sitting on the arm of the single seater and walked past his sister and sat down with Verda to his left and Narara to his right. He honestly enjoyed the soft feeling of both their bodies pressed against him.
The sofa was only a small three seater and thus his mother's thick frame caused space to decrease. Felia opened her mouth wide as if she lost a great opportunity. She looked at Narara with desperation, hoping for her to switch seats.
Narara just scoffed at her and enjoyed the red tea, which was brewed perfectly with a hint of strawberries. Her attention was mostly on Vincent however, this was mostly subconscious as he filled her mind as their duel that should happen within the next few days.
'It's strange to be drinking tea with him right now…'
He leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes. He was too busy to relax the past few days. This may be the last time he spends time with his family.
The girls continued to chatter while he fell into a light sleep, unaware of his surroundings. He could finally relax completely beside his mother, dozing off into sleep.
'He seemed just fine and energetic? Was he really that tired?' Felia thought she needed to improve her eyes in the future.
Felia was about to stand and leave, as she understood that since he was sleeping, her welcome was now gone. However, she felt his sister grabbing her arm with a tight grasp.
"I hope you can look after my brother… He is a cry-baby and will be very lonely when we leave. So… Cheer him up! Make sure he eats! But no touching!" Milla said with her face forcing herself to act mature.
She wasn't ready to leave her brother, but the promise with her mother still stood. Milla would become a proper knight and return to make her brother amazed at her changes and make him fall in love with her.
"Mu, I would have done that even if you didn't ask, though?"
Felia couldn't believe she was hearing and replied with a stubborn sentence out of habit.
"Hmph! don't think I've accepted you as my older sister! You are just a friend, right? Don't forget that!" Milla couldn't handle giving the elf more chances with her brother and dashed away to her room.
She could only let this stupid elf hold on to him, making sure he eats does nothing stupid.
Felia heard a quiet, "Thank you." From the dishonest girl who slammed her door shut.
"She's so childish and cannot even thank somebody properly…" Felia said with a mutter.
Narara looked at Felia with a shocked face from her words after she finished cleaning the table.
'Are YOU even allowed to say that about someone else?'
However, she was the epitome of a professional guard.
"Princess, at least you know he doesn't reject you. So let's head back for now. His sister gave you permission to visit once they leave after all."
Felia's mouth opened like a large circle, as if it finally dawned on her as Narara grabbed her collar and dragged her into the hallway to leave. Verda gave them both a wink and waved at them. The two elves bowed before they faded into the distance.
Verda gave one last look to her son as her fingers stroked through his beautiful hair. She didn't want to leave this cute boy's side. His figure to her now was just like the little boy playing with the wooden sword and breaking her expensive vase.
She kissed his forehead softly, leaving two envelopes and a large bag of coins on his bedside table. Her rugged fingers wiped away the tears that formed, as she hoped nothing bad would happen to him during his time in the dungeon.
'He's too eager to become powerful just like you were...'
"Are you ready, Milla? I left him the letters and he should wake up in a few hours."
"Mmmmn, Let's go mother, I don't want to leave him, but otherwise I'll never grow."