The little witch had no idea she was up to mischief, her expression innocent, "Big brother, what color cage do you like?"
Little Nine called her by her full name, "Rae Bennett."
So serious.
Rae Bennett answered her own question, "I like gold."
"You can't do that."
Is he a teacher?
He likes to preach so much.
Rae Bennett didn't like hearing it, "Why can't I?"
She was a child doted on by her father, no one had ever told her she couldn't, in her world that had yet to grow, she could have whatever she wanted.
She said, "Brother, if you cry, I will comfort you."
Just like the mother in the cage would cry, just like her father would comfort her mother.
She would do the same, the same for the big brother.
Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, the daughter of a demon should not be provoked.
After checking the lock was secure, Rae went to the front courtyard and asked Aunt Svensson, "Has my dad come back yet?"
"Sir has not returned yet."
