"LOL! That parrot is me and Vincent was going to roast it, but now look at that parrot! It's living in our tree with his lover and baby!" Lucas laughed loudly, his eyes dancing with mischief as he looked at their serious little girl.
Kaya, just five years old, had long red hair and bright red eyes. Her fair skin made her look delicate, but there was a powerful aura around her, just like Vincent.
Everyone surrounded her, grinning and laughing, but Kaya just stared at them, her expression serious. She didn't even smile at Lucas's joke, which made everyone chuckle even more.
"Come here, my baby," Kyra called as she walked toward her daughter. Kaya's expression finally softened when she saw her mother, her serious expression melting away.
"Mumma!" Kaya exclaimed, running toward Kyra, her small frock designed by Damon swirling around her. The fabric was light and playful.
