"Where's Gav?" Dara asked huskily.
"Gav is having dinner. He is downstairs," Gavreel Senior replied calmly.
"You argued with each other," she guessed steadily.
"How do you know?"
"You're too calm," Dara shrugged before she tried to sit up.
"Where are you going!"
"To my eggs!" she whispered. She swayed as she stood up.
"Okay! I will help you!" Gavreel Senior supported her.
They had not noticed that Gav was observing them.
Gav blinked as Dara transformed into a princess because Gavreel Senior touched her.
The tiara on her head sparkled but her eyes were brighter than the stars in the night skies. And the glow in her face was coming from within. As though the pureness of her heart was being reflected on her skin.
"Please, find my slippers, Grandpa Ackers!" Dara murmured a request.
