The next morning. A new day at the main district of the Caneloveft family with such beguiling redness of the sun glowing across the sky upon the cool wind, gracefully breathing against the trees, flowers and everything that comes it way.
The red sun reflects it’s image on the fountain’s stream of water as the statue of the Red-blooded armor mounted high known to all Humanes around as the pride of the Caneloveft.
In a room, Flavius was seen sleeping loudly on his bed, his curly hair was now scattered across his face and on his bed then he turned his body to the other side of the bed, positioning himself to the coolest side of it, he groaned a little. Maybe the fight between Herminia weakened his young body a little yet he loved every bit of his—A knock was heard on his room's door.
“You
