Detestable cat

When Aleister saw the blood patches on his chest, he carried Esme in his arms without a moment's delay and turned around to leave.

''Brother-in-law, my sister…''

''She is tired and needs some rest. Meanwhile, you need to sleep early as well lest you end up becoming a weakling,'' Aleister glanced at him from above his shoulder, ''Wake up early and go to train with the Chief of the royal guards,'' With that said, he left.

Arlan's face which dimmed at the first sentence quickly lit up at his consequent words. ''He is good-looking, neither old nor has filthy intentions like those influential men in the village who eyed sister. He is powerful, cares about sister, cares about me…'' he paused for a moment before continuing, ''I was not wrong about it. He is the best man for sister,'' he nodded in appreciation but another wave of dizziness hit him.

Arlan winced before climbing on the bed. He would really end up as a weakling at this rate.

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