Princess Amaya retired to her room to rest before having dinner with Donello and Raquim. She was informed that her Uncle Sapiro would join them, and he would arrive in the early morning.
Amaya settled on the edge of the bed and placed her feet firmly on the floor. With a gentle tap, the call button came to life, and the screen flickered to reveal a young boy of about twelve, with big, bright eyes that seemed to sparkle with curiosity. He was dressed in a loose orange shirt, which hung loosely on his chubby frame. Despite his plump appearance, his arms and legs were long and slender, giving him an oddly endearing look.
"Sister!" Amaya heard Ren's voice calling out to her with excitement. His bright, radiant smile was almost palpable through the phone. She couldn't help but want to run her fingers through his thick black curls, but instead, she gave him a gentle look and asked him in a concerned tone, "How do you feel in your legs and arms?"
