"Cielo, what is that thing you were holding?"
Queen Barinella did not have any time to noticed it last night, but her daughter was holding a weird-looking metal stick in her hand. Since last night, her daughter never put it down. The Queen also noticed that she was gently holding that stick and treating it with much care.
"Cielo is holding brother Russel!" The little princess happily informed her.
"Huh?"
"Baby, no! Tell your mother that you are holding your brother Russel's pen."
"Brother Russel said I am holding his pen." Cielo said again.
"..."
"What are you talking about, Cielo?" Queen Barinella asked in confusion.
When the Queen looked at her daughter with a confused look, the little princess also stared at her with a puzzled look. She was just relaying her brother Russel's words, so she cannot understand her mother's expression just now.