Sera sighed, "I hope for her sake. I don't feel like going to the police again and ransoming her," she muttered dejectedly before lying down and resting.
"I can understand that, and perhaps a longer stay there will do her good," Astarot suggested.
This time Sera shook her head and then turned it to Astarot. "No. Even though I'm angry, we don't want to subject her to the wrath of my parents. They can be terribly strict," she explained as she rubbed her eyes. They burned slightly from swimming and the sunlight.
"How old is your sister?" asked Astarot, turning her head toward her as well.
"Nineteen," Sera replied, adding that Sienna had been stealing since she was ten years as. In that time, the police had caught her often enough.
"That's not as old as I thought. Then I'm sure her par
