"Jonas, say goodbye to your family." Elizebeth nudged Jonas.
Jonas, who was latching onto Elizebeth like his life depending on it peered at his mother and brothers. He waved them silently before hiding behind her once again with a small incoherent sentence.
'Good grief. What have I done to myself when I am on the brink of collapse?'
"Be a good boy, listen to Lady Meredith, and never disobey her." Janet wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
"Brother, don't forget us." The second child said as he waved his hand.
Jonas came out when he heard his younger brother's voice. A 12-year-old boy quickly transformed into a mature kid with a noble demeanor and straight pose.
"Young man, this brother will find the meaning of life. While doing so, please take good care of our mother and listen to her. Right now, you are the head of the house. Never let anyone disrespect us."