He examined her hair for a bit more, his hands feeling the roughness unlike her usual silky locks, " Aish~ Whats this sister? Don't tell me you didn't had head bath for days, look at this roughness. Do you expect me to allow you to tag you along my side during the whole festival with this messy hair? What will the citizens and the royals think about us? Did you even comb it today? " Felix spoke with his face srunched up in a scowl.
Why is it that both father and brother are so focused on my hair today. They both sure are blood related and think alike. Ah~ First borns are always exact replicas of their father. Then, why is Evan not as sweet and loving as Uncle Alexander?
Aeinshia thought and quickly dismissed those thought from her head.
What in the world, Aeinshia? This is not the time to think about Evan. If brother knows about this, he would tease me to no end. Be calm, get your ' I am cool ' composure.