The siblings roamed in common clothes but it could not hide their beauty that surpassed the average looks. As the sky neared the night, the roofs were painted with a golden color. It was a calming sight as the small market bustled with life.
Cailina kept her attention on her brother as the latter seemed to forget his manners and would bounce from one stall to another. She held onto his hand and let him pull her to wherever he wanted to go.
The stall keepers were all cheerful when they had Damion as their customer. He carried a smile that onlookers could not help but have their hearts melted.
"Sister, your eyes are still pretty."
Damion whispered in Cailina's ear as he flashed a grin. He resumed his exploration with his older sister looking at him with a confused look. The reason that the subject in his painting has her eyes closed was that he couldn't capture the stare of Cailina.
