Benedict had fallen asleep fast over his sister's lap. He was tired from running around and playing. Since his mother and father were busy around with the guests, he chose to cling to his sister. He thought that he would have a good dream, but he was there again.
He was sitting on the dirty ground begging for money. He was starving, really starving. And if he didn't come home without any money, his mother would beat him up.
"Hi," A girl approached him with an unmatched eye and wearing a silver cloak. She took out something from her basket and handed it to him. A piece of apple. The boy quickly took it and he ate hungrily. She then puts three coins in his bowl while he's eating. The woman handed a bottle of water to him. "Slow down."
The boy stopped and he drank from the bottle.
"Thank you, milady." He said as he was already mesmerized by the beautiful unmatched eyes of the lady.
