"I don't know what to say, Father... Brother... I only spent four years with you, but those memories are still vivid in my mind. I recall how proud you were of me, Father, and how you spoiled me, Brother," I murmured with a gentle smile as I placed tulips on their graves. "I'll take it from here. You can rest assured."
There was no need for further words, and I made my way over to where Mom and Christina were conversing a short distance away.
"True to my genes, huh?" Mother observed, studying me while stroking her chin.
"Mom..." Christina sighed, "well, it might be true. People at the Academy kept giving me odd looks, mostly from men," she added with a wry smile and a hint of sarcasm in her tone.
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I winced internally at Cleenah's comment and chose to ignore it.
