Ceira dozed off a little, but the sound of heavy footsteps woke her and Roe, who had warned her at first, got up as well, ready to fight. Ceira sat up as well, taking the blanket off her body to make sure she was not caught unaware by any movement. Even though she still felt weak from the fever, she’d carried around several heavy things since she was able to walk and could hold her own in a fight.
“Why did you hit your sister? Have you gone mad?” Ceira narrowed her eyes at her sister, before turning to face her raging father.
“Is there a mark to prove I hit her?” She asked him, She turned to Anora and asked her as well, Anora went mute suddenly having nothing to say.
“Dad, I’ve been sick up here for three days, I’ve gone to the clinic to work, I’ve cooked breakfast, lunch and dinner
