The sun had barely risen when Lucan arrived at his sister's house. As he approached, a servant greeted him, but before they could lead him inside, Sally came running out.
"Lucan!" she exclaimed, throwing herself at him.
Lucan staggered but managed to catch his balance just in time, wrapping his arms around her in a warm embrace. "Easy there, Sally," he chuckled. "Your not child anymore."
Sally pulled back slightly, a mischievous grin on her face. "Yes, but I can still do this!" Without warning, she bit his neck, not hard, but enough for him to feel it.
"Ow!" Lucan winced, rubbing the spot where her teeth had sunk in. "Sally. You're a wife and a mother, this doesn't suit you."
"So what? And I'm your older sister," she said with a mock huff, crossing her arms defiantly. "I can do whatever I want."
Lucan shook his head, smiling. "Really? It still hurts, you know."
