"Brother! Brother is back!"
Belladonna exclaimed joyfully once she saw the carriage.
She was 12 years old now, and there was only less than a year left before she becomes thirteen and legible to have a Triannum test.
In Ronin's eyes, nothing much really changed for her over these past two years.
She was still the same Belladonna in his eyes, though she did grow taller and a little more reserved over the years.
She was no longer a crybaby but she was still ecstatic as ever whenever he arrives. She was literally jumping with joy from her shortened dress, and ran to tackle hug him.
Ronin avoided her hug, but gave her a fake smile. "Good day, Donna."
Upon hearing this polite greeting that sounded distant, she calmed herself and stop.
But at least he remembered her preferred nickname this time, and acknowledge her with respect similar to that of a proper lady.
"Brother, welcome home." She nodded and stopped.
