15 minutes ago, in the drawing room.
Sean Rickman sipped red wine, enjoying the aftertaste as it lingered in his mouth while staring at the crossed longswords above the fireplace.
Faint luminescence danced in his brown irises until, after a while, he lowered his head, no longer looking at the swords.
Smack, smack...
Smack, smack...
The sentimental mood that had begun to rise was instantly dispersed by the noise at his ear, and Sir Sean turned his head in bewilderment, only to see Yuniya stuffing a piece of cake into her mouth, chewing vigorously with puffed cheeks, her large eyes full of curiosity as she sized him up.
"Do you want some?"
After hesitating for a moment, Yuniya pushed half of her piece of cake in front of Sir Sean, looking somewhat reluctant but still resolute, "Daddy says we should learn to share."
"Thank you... I'll pass."
"Then that's fantastic!"
"..."
