In the No. 2 Courtyard of the capital city, a pair of twin siblings frolicked in the tranquil surroundings.
A young boy sat serenely in the pavilion.
Despite his tender age, he exuded a quiet demeanor as he pored over a book held delicately in his small hands.
At a mere two years old, he was already engrossed in reading, while his peers were still mastering speech—a testament to his remarkable intellect.
Meanwhile, his sister, bubbling with energy, dashed across the grassy courtyard, cradling a pristine white kitten, her laughter ringing out joyfully.
"Trevon, come play with me!" she chirped, her voice full of innocence.
"Judith, don't disturb your brother's studies," intervened a gentle female voice, as Heather Sage emerged from the house.
"But I want to play with him," protested the little girl, her sincerity apparent.
