The good times seemed to pass quickly. Trish spread out the mat he had brought, while Rion and the other two arranged the food they bought.
“My brother’s cooking is indeed the best,” Anwen praised, as she chewed on the food.
“You’re right. I’m lucky to have a husband who is good at cooking, so I don’t have to bother cooking for him,” said Odette. Anwen and Trish immediately laughed at her words.
“I’m glad to see my brother and sister-in-law getting along like this. When are you guys going to make a nephew for me? I can’t wait to teach my nephew riding and fighting,” Anwen said enthusiastically. She didn’t care about the flat expressions of those who heard her words.
Rion didn’t understand how his sister could say something like that so easily.
“You want to have a nephew because you can’t wait to teach him or because you don’t want to marry Kaven?” Rion asked, raising an eyebrow.
Anwen was stunned.
