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Weekend came, and Ivory was woken up dazzled by the sunlight shining on her face, and she widened her eyes when she saw her two Servants sitting at the side of her bed. But they were not looking at her, they were glaring at each other as if they're ready to punch each other's faces!
Ivory sat up in between them, to settle down the tension in the air.
"Master, good morning… If there's anything you'd like me to do, please tell me," Lycus said in a sweet tone.
"Uhh, can you please help mother to gather herbs and fruits in the forest?"
"Certainly," he told her.
Sigmund, who was smirking, thought he would not be ordered to, but then Ivory told him, "And you… Help father gather the logs and chop wood."
He gave a confused expression and raised his brow. "Why me too? Don't you need company here?" he asked.
