Aurpiel stared at his daughter, Lila, curiously staring at Haera's cold figure from 2 feet away. She was sitting with her back hunched, supporting her small head alternately tilting from left and right.
"Papa, why do you think this beautiful sister is laying there on the bed and sleeping soundly? I haven't seen her like that while we were traveling a few days ago."
Her question was unanswerable from Aurpiel's perspective. He wasn't a wizard nor a knight so he was unsure of how to respond to his daughter.
Haera's cold aura was peculiar to Aurpiel's senses. There was no way someone would emit such coldness from their body as if they were ice.
"I-I don't know Lila. Maybe she is just asleep?", Aurpiel tried his best.
Lila raised her eyebrows, "But Papa, this big sister is colder. I feel like the coldness is seeping through her body. It doesn't feel right…"
